Back in the shadows, a place of comfort, a place to call home. Feeling the strength of your scorn. You poured it on thick and now your well runs dry, so I sit here thirsting, waiting to die. Nothing left but a black heart beating in this chest and death coursing these veins. Trivial pieces of truth being stacked up before me to see all that I once vowed crumbled into a sea of tranquil bliss. I no longer know what is left to share of myself as I am now hiding in the shadows of life that once encompassed a journey that held my heart on high regard. Now it is all a simple matter of letting myself retreat into a place where I am all that is left. Seeking now a world of broken glass to see my reflection in many states. Shards of a time where I was allowed to be me. Scouring my life like a vinyl record, the song that is sung is now scratches of a drowning tune. Watch me go into my own strength and begin to watch everything around me die. I will not longer seek your attention as the pieces you gave were soured lies. One last bite of the truth is all I will feed you, you are now on your own. Your morsels are poison and filling your head with the truth. Bite after bite you will soon see, each piece you swallowed were all pieces of me. Staring straight through you as I listen to the chaos that spews from your mouth, I lift my eyes to meet yours, stare straight into the depths. My tone not above a whisper, calm in what needs to be said, beating heart at a steady pace. Out of my mouth does it quiet you so as my words sting your soul…I’m done.