Madness

I often wonder, more times than not

What it is I did to deserve to rot
Slowly withering away to dust
My heart has been covered by nothing but rust
My soul has left me, how I still function is a mystery
There's nothing that allows me to have a destiny
And it doesn’t matter what I do
Everyone just hates me, and I do too
I do not know what self love is
The only things hurled at me were hurtful words
And literal sharp sticks and hard stones
My body is bruised, from my head to my toes
My bones are shattered, my body is feasted on by crows
I’ve been wandering aimlessly along this path
Although, I fear I have taken a wrong turn
In this darkness I will surely burn
If you ever come across my ashes
Then you shall too be trapped in this madness.