Ivory

The blood turns black as it falls off my skin,
A neverending battle, a vendetta within.
The twists and turn; complete confusion.
I can't deal with this insane profusion
Of compliments upon lies,upon pleasure-a disguise.
A distraction-a fraction of what i deserve.

I just can't do it anymore-
The addiction to infliction.

My hopes upon fears,
The grins upon tears.

Just barely getting by,
I'm left alone-alone to die.