In the icy wastes of my mind
Where the blackness freezes the soul
And the screams pierce like shards of ice
There I reside wrapped in morbidity
Utter misery my only companion
Even my own company I try to shun
For I dislike, nay hate myself intensely
I would if I could leave myself behind
To shed this wretched skin
Then fly so high into sun's bright light
Where I will burst into furnace fire
To burn til every last vestige has been destroyed
And even the memory of me has passed away