I gasp for one last breath, but I choke on my tongue.nNo words can describe this pain making me go numb.nMy mind is my own worst enemy, hidden away, no one will ever know.nThe Day of Atonement has arrived.nAm I ready for my sentence?nI hear the death rising from the grave, calling my name, trying to bring me home.nThough I struggle to find hope in a empty world, death is a welcome relief.nBut I know I'm stronger than this self-hate, only I cant seem to break free.nI wear this mask made of flesh to conceal the razor marks.nA dead heart that won't bleed.nSo kiss me with your lips of death.nForever seeing my life in the eyes of torment.nNothing was ever cherished where the chaos reigned.nNow I walk this earth only to stumble on the dead dreams.nI tell myself that the sun will rise again, but will it be another endless day?nCan you see my face?nCan you hear my voice?nCan you sense the fear taking over my life?