a poem with a name too long for here

Love and Hate, Life and Death, Ashes, Blood, and Tears

Forced into the dark,
The pain overwhelming.
The scars, my skin forever marked,
To me nothing means a thing.

The eternal fire burns me up,
My insides turn to ash.
A single cut, the ash in a cup,
Mixed with blood and tears
As I wish for but a flash
Of light.

My pain lasts forever,
And you can never know
How much it hurts,
Each and every blow.

I hate myself and I hate the world,
As my insides burn and change to ash.
I loved you, you hurt me,
My pain will now ever last.

I force the blood,
Mix it with tears,
Dissolve the ash,
And force it down my burning throat.

I begin to drown,
My blood chokes me
And my tears drown me
As I struggle uselessly
Against the pain and the dark.

You can never know
The pain that I now feel,
The hurt you put me through,
The cold, dark cell
That you threw me into.

My life is worse than death,
And I wish you could know
The pain I’m forced with.

My soul is gone,
Only ashes remain
As I choke on my blood
And cry like the rain.