Rotting Organs

This stinging feeling in my chest

Hammered into a coffin

It's screaming at me from below

Its distant ringing often

I'm dust if I don't set it free

Each day it will grow stronger

If I starve its noise to death

Worry, I will no longer

So this is how it ends

I'll save up all my money

The fire I'll dispense it

And board up every window

Drown in my own defunct

Is this not what you wanted?

My organs rotting inside a compartment

I'll cry until my room is filled

With chlorinated water

My sadness has a duty to be

Be free of any toxins

You laugh when I'm so funny

Because I truly can't

Be breaking down without the fear

You'll shriek at my descent

I sleep upon a bed of ice

And wake up cold as stone

Placate my bleeding out

With poise to bleed alone

And though I seem unforgiving

Turn your chance to ash

I'm trapped inside a calloused bitch

Who speaks on my behalf

So this is how it ends

I'll save up all my money

The fire I'll dispense it

And board up every window

Drown in my own defunct

Is this not what you wanted?

My organs rotting inside a compartment

You don't get what I said

I miss when I was younger

I'm tired of feeling red

I'll savor all my virtues

And look towards the sun

I'll find the art I'm wanting

I'll take my heart right out of it's compartment