Vices

I clothe my shame in feigned ignorance,
The ugly deeds I did though in a trance,
I try to bury them to no avail,
For my thoughts wonder and perch on the lonely island that be my brain,
Indeed I do not wish to unearth to the whole world what I have done in deed,
Six feet under my six foot self have I banished them,
Six feet under where the secrets lie in form of man,
I do not wish to unravel the vices that I commit but in this ink,
I wish that this regret sinks,
Deep in my brain.
I long for the pain it makes me feel,
It's different when you know you deserve it.
Groping in the darkness of my evil, blind,
Yet hoping that a ray may shine to give me more hope,
In this maze I hope to leave unharmed,
In this maze that I led myself into.
I read the sign at the door yet opened it anyway,
Thinking I can overcome anything any way anyway,
Now I walk around,
Every corner holding so much hope,
Every bend holding so much danger,
With every step my knees grow tired of bending,
My mind grows weary of thinking,
I'm sinking,
In despair I'm sinking,
Listening to the loud silence,
I know the course's cause,
My vices.

My pen has bled listen to my heartwriting