Never Mourned

When your eyes can no longer see my darkness,

WHen your heart can no longer feel my hell;

I shall bleed the blood of another,

And I shall exist amidst the deceased.

This life is but ash,

And my soul but dust;

I am nothing but a scarred vision

In the mirrors of reality.

Like a a cigarette

Burning at both ends,

I decay from within;

All the while,

Your eyes can no longer see my darkness,

And your heart can no longer feel my hell.