Remorse Seeps In

Lookey Lookey here
If it isn't the guy  
who's too much of a coward to cry.
He who relishes in his stale pain,
claiming not to be ashamed
for all his faults and sins commited,  
in a pathetic attempt to sustain.  
 
Fun Fun Fun, it used to be a game
until you realized you were to blame.
As you lay here sinking
deeper into the ruins
of your own twisted mind.
The clock is ticking...
 
In time, you shall find yourself
finally awake
but it will already be too late.
You've destroyed a once promising fate.
The guilt is hard to shake
isn't it?
 
I showered you  
with a love so tender and pure
naively demure  
And now in a pool of my blood
Look at what you've done
 
Look at yourself now
knife in hand
tortured by an eternal state of agony  
Chased by demons of a dark past
You can't outrun.