Pierce And Let Bleed. Whenever It Beats

by EmptyEyes   Jan 9, 2006


Crown of thorns
Who will you torment today?
Would it be intentional?
Or another mistake?
I've turned to nothing,
But darkness filled with apathy.
Engraved with hatred and agony,
Left with non-healing stitches
To remind me of the incessant pain
I am forced to live with.

You rest on my bruised up heart,
Being indifferent to all the screams.
Showing no signs of empathy.
Wondering through life helplessly
Living a life of Dejavu Hours on end.
You see your most feared nightmares come true
Let loose the Demon inside of you.

Your incisive touch,
Frees the poison within me.
Exculpated from your sins
Numbed from all the pain.
Free me from your heinous eyes
and all of your obvious lies.

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