Self-destruction is an ugly form of art,

its loathing and brutal

trying to stop it is futile

In the mirror,

I’ve been watching fires

Burning down my desires

The smoke is thick and terrible,

The flames destroy everything in its path

I feel as if I’ve been watching a bloodbath

The bloodbath of myself

Of my fears, my dreams, my tears

Gone are my wishes and my careers

I’ve torn myself down,

brick by brick,

with insults that make my stomach feel sick.

I’ve inspected every flaw on my body,

inch by inch,

with a scorning eye that’d make others flinch.

Every thought, every word

Every tear shed for myself

Every compliment shoved onto the highest shelf

I hate my family and I hate my friends,

But mostly I hate who I see in the mirror

I’m afraid to step close and see any clearer

This person that I am,

Wallowing in pity and doubt

Forced into silence, unable to shout

I am clawing at this box

My prison in which I’ve been stuck

I scream and I claw but to no luck

Perhaps I have been buried alive

Maybe I've just buried myself inside

Under layers of hate, my true self resides

I have gone too far to ever come back

I cannot fix my own shattered heart

It would've had to be done from the start

The fire has burned it all,

I'm lost and alone on this road

My back no longer feels that heavy load

I feel nothing

And that is the worst

Like a heavy burden, I am cursed

The flames have engulfed my life

I have nothing left to own

I’ve grown to be all alone