Down this path
 

Fallen into the deepest abyss of self-hate, and a bit denial
Taken into gates of a mind whose contemplations turn suicidal
With nothing but a smile, I make my way to a place only I can create
Walking deeper into this hole that was blown from my soul
And I know, the blame I should hold for I was the one that made this ill-fate

Down the path I go, stained with the blood and tears others have dropped
A stench of the countless failures collects inside my nose, forcing the breathing to stop
My mouth clearly open gasping for anything but the stench that fills my lungs
And I’m hoping to move the still air with this internal scream that holds to the tip of my tongue

A scream who’s body is entangled with a painful moan that is even more painful to hold
It strangles my vocal cords, but this scream would make me feel disdainful and cold
So now I walk down 2 paths, poles apart, and I walk them both by the hold in my heart
A path where you can control and impart, as my eyes bleed I never know where to go
My eyes fixed on your heavenly glow, and I have to look at your devilish laughter as you point where to go

And on the other side I control this path by the holes in my heart
Blinded for my whole soul is dark, so my eyes still bleed I never know where to go
My eyes fixed on your heavenly glow, hoping that with your shine will point where to go
To the place where I’m suicidal…

ok u had me confused. i thought this peice was going in one direction then it went sumwhere else...i'm not exactly sure who this person u are referring to is. especially since u started talkin to/about him so late in the poem. i thought u were on the path alone. and not only that you originally stated that the tears and blood on your shirt didnt come from u. then u switch and said your eyes were bleeding....so i'm lost man

please leave feed on one of my pieces in my sig, thanks

I like this one u have a good way with words