My Paradigm

the bleeding eye of judgement
staring through the broken glass
the dying pains of hatred
bloody crimson past
life draining against the razor
all alone in the storm
the scraping nails of solitude
As death begins to form
the ground begins to tremble
the tiny fragments of the heart fall
breath begins again
but what did it ever solve
the tears run through the veins
erasing sharpened pains
the shrilling screams of loneliness
pierces the ears drum
the blood runs down across the face
as the mind goes numb
blackened bloody tears
taste salty on the lips
the broken flesh of dejection
it stings as it drips
the resting brain screams
as the fire burns and dies
the stomache vomits seclusion
as the arms begin to cry
I've seen what it's like
looking through your eyes
now you know what it's like
inside my paradigm