Slither across my skin,
Like the slime you are,
Filthy, ugly, and too thin;
Withering away, too far.

You shake uncontrollably,
As if you are against your will,
For this I am glad terribly;
Nothing will stop this, nothing till;

I decide to give mercy,
But am I that kind?
For you do not deserve this.

My thoughts run,
Scream, telling me…
To do this, to do that,
Must I be good,
Or must I be bad?

For were you not of horror?
In my thoughts of mind,
Running madly,
Endlessly through time…

Fuck you too hell,
Blood of stain against my flesh,
Trickling down my skin,
I taste, bitter vengeance of will!

The knife eats into your heart,
But the heart of a dark angel,
The devil within!
Shaking against my frail hand…

You creed into my soul,
Trapped in your own little cage,
Here you dwell in my sorrow of body,
The stains the stains!
Will you not whither away?
Pick them I will until they fade on the day…

Scratch it, scratch it!
This stain has gone too far!
Too deep, too thin
For the scars that bleed,
Will not shrivel
Will not fade
Will not leave me
For I am doomed
Doomed through you.

You have killed me…
As I have killed you…
You win,
And I have lost,
No longer the silent blue,
Of dreams full of truth
The pictures linger,
Of still happy days
On the window sill
By the trees
As they whisper silent sadness
Of the sin that has remained,
In tainted halls…

LostBlueDreams~