Under my skin.

                           
Straight ahead until my heart collapse;

 I relapse,
words unspoken just get thick inside,

heavy they bear the weight of loss,
they build my cross.
Silence screams when I hide behind

my mask, my bones, my stones
- She hates me,
my release, my win - my ruin
- She eats me;
it's easier to fall than to climb,

- my ruin, my win;

everything gets harder with every time,

- the mess outside,

 and only void under my skin.

VedenKH - Oct. 2011