Put me out of my misery
The world has turned me in...
A Tear of pain fills up her most beautiful eyes,
Shimmering in the dark behind her own disguise...
Reflected shadows of granite angels
Pillars marking souls within this cold employ...
The moon herself screams in agony
The stars cry for my pain...
I stumbled upon twisted lips of deceit,
eyes black and empty, heart of concrete...
My bed of roses became millions of thorns
No one tried to come save me...
Is it blood or wine
that dyed the holy rivers...
Jack
By Mark Spencer...
Leave your hand prints on my body
To show where you have been...
The pain you give me sinks in2 my skin
i yell for an answer \"is this sum sort of...
The desire to be thin...
its a battle you can win...
These cuts outside of me
are buried within...