An open casket with nothing inside.
Open emotions that just cannot hide.
Pillow so soft, just lay your head.
Listen so closely to what's being said.
Polished wood shining bright like the sun.
Turn the other cheek to what's being done.
Whisper so softly, words from your lips.
Pain coming freely from soft finger tips.
Gentle caress of your tortured past.
How long can freedom actually last?
Wrists bound together with deception and lies.
Hidious figure hidden by a beautiful disguise.
Secrets locked tight in a figure shaped box.
All held together by many chains and locks.
Bury your secrets deep so they cant get loose.
Close your lips tight so thoughts cant seduce.
Suffocation comes slowly as air grows thin.
Give yourself over and let darkness win.
Reaching out slowly, touching nothing but wood.
Locked in your coffin, so misunderstood.
Bury your secrets well and lock them up tight.
Make sure it's in secret at the dead of night.
Hide the key high on the highest shelf.
But be careful you never bury yourself.
For the first time,
I can feel the blood in my veins,
I can feel my senses overwhelm me,
Drowning in my pleasure,
I watch…
Everything is new,
Like a new instrument,
That hasn’t been touched,
The strings new and impeccable,
I play perfectly,
I am a weapon of mass destruction,
I am the predator to the human race,
Yet I hide in fear,
What shall I do?
Where will I go?
This feeling is killing me.
I need…
As I dig my teeth into this vessel,
I cannot imagine,
Not living in this endless chasm,
This chase of
Finding a victim,
And then watching it as writhes and screams,
Under me.
What am I?
Am I some sort of monster?
A demon sent from hell?
Or a lost soul shriveled up and cursed?
Whatever I am,
I cannot stand this any longer,
Yet I cannot change,
How do I stop what is written,
And rewrite the future of myself?
I think there is hope…
Wait was I saying? I see my next victim!
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