The Swelling

So glad to see you well,
Condemn the light that burns
In this ever pouring hell;
You Cast the pieces out,
while whispers fall through your mouth.

Hold your tongue my dear,
This rain with then soon clear;
The sky will fall to earth,
for all the life your worth;
Insanity runs thin,
Look at the mess your in.

you've put yourself in bliss,
inside your craving this;
So Glad to see you well,
I sense the burning smell.

Of flesh and bone and crimson tone, your skin begins to swell.

Justified with guilt, you bleed internally;
beneath the dust and filth is all the lies you feed.

But still you cast them out without ever any doubt;
Just a taken chance to stand firm, with a single turn you slowly burn.

In the ring of fire you've created, through tears and broken dreams,
Nothing is what it seems.

You've broken all the stitches and now inside you bleed.
Kiss the spider with open eyes with webs spread open it kills the fly. The fly you are with wings of hate. Slowly now you suffocate.