Cold Sweat

as I wander through this maze

of broken mirrors, broken glass

trickles of red blur my sight

my skin is torn by shards

the cuts go deeper than they seem

my shattered image on the wall

can´t feel the pain, my body is numb

so I go on with my aimless quest

don´t know what I am looking for.

don´t know why I am here

stumbling on the verge of sanity

one step away from free fall

I try to ignore my uselessness

the senselessness of it all

I fight hard against my inner self

the urge to make it all end

now I´m crawling on my knees

there´s the promise of salvation

in every fragment of glass, pointing at my wrist

I´m striving to escape- by any means...