Watch Me Fade

I am a shadow,

A reflection of a reflection.

The soul of an echo.

I am not real.

I am not whole.

I am desperately imitating life.

Snow falls all around me, but I leave no prints.

People talk, and I fade in and out,

Never quite here,

Even surrounded.

Smoke in the scorching wind.

Death is my desire,

Pain my birthright.

Fading into the night.

Lost in oblivion.

Emotions are difficult,

Ties to be avoided,

Family leave,

Darkness swirls,

I'm drowning in the riptide,

Lungs filling with blood.

Give me a blade, I'll carve you a person,

I'll slit my wrists, I'll slice my thighs, 

And sliver my skin until I resemble human.

I'm an artist of imitation,

A mask that breathes,

And the shell bleeds red

I'm gone.

Dead, animated by necessity.

When I destroy the shell and lie in that coffin, put flowers in my hair.

Sing me to sleep,
Sing to me a a lullaby of the past,

And watch me fade.