Monday, September 19, 2011


Whispers weak within my throat
As the beasts inside me gloat
Beating down my sense of mind
Causing me to then unwind
Flicking coins into a well
Casting wishes down to hell
Leaning in towards all desire
Careless not to see the fire
Truth then sets my tongue aflame
At the mention of His name
Set like Alice, Underland
Heart ripped out by His slim hand
Holding me tied to His wrath
Forced to walk this wicked path
But what He just doesn't see
The freak that dwells inside of me
Slit these ties sewn from my flesh
Open wounds that smell so fresh
They don't know just what I am
Frankly, I don't give a damn
I warned you all time and again
That I am simply too insane...

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