The Good, The Badd, and the Ugly

Mold


There is no end in site
where it starts, where it begins....
I reach down deep within myself,
and drown myself in sin.

It slowly numbs my mind,
It locks me deep inside.
I carpet myself in lonliness,
but I no longer hide.

I smile through insanity,
I wonder if it shows?
Completely covered in my mold,
but I am not alone.