Disgusting, ugly, fat, disgrace
are thoughts that feel my sacred grace
i am alone within the world
i'm hated by all that are born
they taunt and haunt me in my dreams
erasing all the dignity that ever leamed
they glare at me through satan eyes
my soul grows dimmer every day
why they hate me i can not say
they spread horrid words and heartless lies
these satan eyes that look at me
i want to hide away and die
i can hear their whispered words
i can see their hungry glares
i shake and quiver when their near
i wish i could just disappear
their horns and claws are slowly starting to come through
these words they say seep through my mind
i am disguested with myself
i hate the way they've made me feel about myself
i am the ugly procelain doll pushed off the edge to break
never to be put back together again
Bottled secrets never told,
molded into a big black hole,
No one knows what I keep inside,
Locked away deep in my mind.
Thoughts of disgust fill my head,
Along with anger, hate, and dread.
I'm dying slowly from the inside out,
Don't know how to let these feelings out.
Sorrow feels my thoughts of dread,
The thought of death creeps through my head,
I wish they would end and never come back.
So many joyful souls surround my blackened heart.
I want to escape these chains that hold me.
Why can't these feelings let me be?
I am the rottened fruit that bares no seed.
I am the priestess of death.
Do you fear me?
Do I make you sick to your stomach,
The way i play with peoples emotions?
Do you think pain hurts so good like I do?
Are you full of emotion and heart,
Or so you feel love as a slit to your throat?
Are you a victim of religion,
Or do you suffer for a crucifixion?
Do you wait for the halo of a priest to rescue you,
Or do you wait for the distortion of your mind by the devil?
Are you missionary or the assassin?
The hunter or the hunted?
The fool or the dark magician?
Do you cry in the face of darkness,
Or do you embrace it with me?
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