Another Layer of False Bliss

I hung from the past while the future taunted me from below
I choked on the truth while the lies I've spoken plagued the air
I worked my fingers to the bone, With not a single bridge to show
I worked my soul to rock bottom, While arguing what prize was fair

I naively tricked myself into walking to the edge of the abyss
I fell for what seemed like ages, Wishing I was once more laying with death
I clawed through the surface until I found another layer of false bliss
I clawed through my lungs until I no longer felt them breathe my breath

I longed for escape, I longed for hope, I longed for peace
I loathed myself, I loathed my distorted reflection, I loathed the truth
I scratched the mirrors until I tore my being apart piece by piece
I opened myself to the shards, Allowing myself to see within the needless ruth