Grief Machine

Crawling through broken glass
But i feel no pain, no pain at all
Fed through the grief machine
Just lifelessness within my soul
My trembling hands on
A cold tile floor
I had a vision
The night before
That i am bleeding
My inside out
In need for shelter
I’d die without
According to my heartbeat
I’m already dead
I’m falling down a black hole
My sleep won’t bring relief
Wake up in fear
Scared of the dark
Cold hand touches my heart
But i feel no cold, no cold at all
Craving for inner peace
Colliding with an evil force
These revelations
Shown in my dreams
I cannot read them
I just hear screams
And still i’m bleeding
My inside out
In need for shelter
I’d die without
From the depths of hell my fate will rise
Profound and inferior, an opponent to warming lights
My nightmares start to become reality