Suicide Comp. entry (wrote in about 10 minutes)

 The casted reflection taunted his sanity mocking his saddened expression
Devouring him as he stares into the eye's of what once was a promising man
Before the bright heavens turned into a silhouette of the hell he faces
Loneliness and solitude is now what he has learned to embrace

Bitterness intertwined with neglect trims away his self respect
Consumed within the hell that reflects when he stares in the mirror direct
Disconnected but sane, sane but maddened lost in the shadows
Being burnt alive in the fiery depths of his weeping soul

The world is so cold, so still and surreal no control
As he resembles a ball rolling aimlessly down the hill
tumbling towards the edge of the place he is destined
Echoes chant in the air as he beckons

His world looks dark in his mind, but everything remains the same
He has fought everything that came, every pain that rained
From his eye's, he often ponders suicide
But he's to strong to die, when his world is dark he opens his third eye
Knowing, expecting, embracing for the next lie