Toxic Storm Clouds

I’m sitting alone, stuck in four bedroom walls,
Tears in my eyes are tumbling on my hand while I’m holding the knife.
I close my eyes, It’s only myself and I in these dark, eery halls.
I’m conflicted now, is this the end of my life?

I’m afraid that I will dive for eternal enjoyment,
which is why I overlook bridges.
My wings were broken by a demon caged in a human’s body,
Our friendship became a total disappointment.

I was slowly slumping when my world decided to stop,
I arose from the ground and my salty tears were converted into a sweet smile.
I detached myself from nothingness,
And managed to escape from everlasting sadness.