Poem: slipping away

a hollow shell,
theres nothing left,
this life is hell,
i wish for death.

the world decays,
melting down,
it slips away,
without a sound.

it creeps upon you,
without warning,
nothing to do,
suddenly drowning.

surrounding sorrow,
nothing improves,
upon the morrow,
slit the grooves.

bleed away,
all the hate,
what was done today,
was the act of fate.

you can run from it,
or turn to face,
and all this shit,
it has it's place.

nothing more,
just blissful peace,
no longer sore,
you have deceased.