| Stapled skin, congealing wounds unrelenting swoons, my head mental state swaying with the wind inside of my mind. The cold desolate place that I slip into, so I can hide, so I can leave the annoyance behind, escape from this place, where the burning sensation fucks with my face, the eternal race of avoiding that mace. Her Halo, is black, time, whats that? Iv lost track, she's swinging my memories around turning my feelings inside and out. I'm glad I stay silent, I'm glad I'm a creeping serpent. I'm now alone, I'm standing in here like a stone, feeling of my bones, through the skin, the flesh. My blood is Fresh, as it leaks from the wound I inflicted, to escape.. The constant Feeling rape. Goodbye Miss-Torment. Goodbye. All the Bullshit. Goodbye Taunt with alot. Goodbye tease. Goodbye. My Ease. |
