Slumber - Where Nothing Was Left

endless halls deep bottomless corridors where i have crawled through years of cold dead decay reaching for something i could never hold onto gripping around something so withering and fragile i abused myself to a point where nothing was left my days had become so gray and colorless slowly the ashes where sweeping around me falling deeper and deeper into dusk now i realize my soul was tainted (in disgrace) so hard a surface, yet so easily broken... torn apart by truth and its sickening touch words came out but were painfully spoken i never knew it would hurt so much so hard a surface, yet so easily broken...