I have seen a dead man's eyes vacant glare upon demise
His cold stare accuses me of killing and abandoning
Though I am his reflection, I hate this man, we are not one
I reject the fool I see and disconnect from everything
Suicide is not the term that
I would use to define this
Though the blood on these hands are evident
That someone is surely dead
Mourn not the passing of this
Pathetic vacant shell
I am staring at someone I don't know
I am trapped in a coffin that's not mine
Everyday I awaken as someone
That seems so foreign to me
His skin is so pale and lifeless
And his face is full of regret
Surely this life is not my own
Such a pitiful failure
Separate
Consciousness
From this
Carcass
I don't
Belong
In this
Body
The blood flows from me
But I feel nothing
As I watch the life drain from him
I can tell that I am almost home
So what if I die
This wasn't my life to begin
So what if I have sinned
I never asked to be forgiven
I don't
Belong
In this
Body
The blood flows from me
But I feel nothing
As I watch the life drain from him
I can tell that I am almost home
I deny
What I have
Become
Soma