If you look deep inside my mind
You will be frightened of what you find...
Falling on my knees,
Hurting and suffering...
I see the damned,
the garbage of the world...
How low can anyone fall?
Who is the lowest of all...
From the depth within your mind
Can you imagine a goddess of despair...
What would it take to proclaim a lost source of...
"nothing" whispers back from the hollow...
Lightening flashes about me
As I cling to my black cloak...
I want to feel veins beneath my skin and air...
but this shell made up of rotting flesh shall not...
I am the princess's music box, I am her lullaby
I am the cross she prays to after god whispered...
My bleeding heart and shattered dreams.
Unanswered wishes torn at the seams...
Like a princess in a tower, jailed by lonely...
Forever searching, never finding, my whole life I...
Jack
By Mark Spencer...