atropos descended

I will never live.
clenched teeth and fists
bloodshot markings on the walls
it’s carved in my bones
and slammed into my heart
each beating a migraine tune
going out of whack and white noise
like scars and stars turning black
I’m going under now, there’s no turning back
for me... I’ve been grounded and forced in
and now there’s no turning back from
this dead end I’ve been casted in
an inevitable dynamic electricity
that can’t help but break out
as I start breaking down
(as it screams to no one else but me
its breath in jolts tracing my spine
over and over it takes over my mind
infects my eyes so I will never see again)