Silently Screaming

Living in a life of torture.

Ribbon red blood,
Staining a ruby red floor,
Making contact with times before.
Crouched in a corner of the room,
Hidden in gloom,
Scraping the walls with lines of five.
Life so incomplete,
My soul unsteady,
Something inside me always skipping a beat,
Constantly walking on heat,
A distinguishing smile,
As if trying to hide your soul,
collecting the pain of others as if it where your toll,
Lonely enough for two ,
Too much time to think,
Scrambled sense of fate shoot by with in a blink,
Deep cut throat wounds,
Diminishing a will to stay strong,
holding on to silence,
Trying to live on,
Screaming ,
Countless hours of pain,
With in this torture room you have made.
Once an angel ,
now wrapped within the devils hate.
wondering what lies with in my fate,
Dreaming of the day I may escape.