…
Oh, wretched throbbing womb
why do you speak across these blood stained rooms?
for only silence is what you bare to all in return
for their tentative ear
why is it my dreams you always need to drag down?
why the rest are left admiring your mask
like it is your true face
you have encased me in your hot embrace
i am not gifted, no
your words i need to heed are my curse
lift your manipulative hooks digging in my flesh
running through my foolish mind
rotten skull commanded to plead
empty, I’m only bleeding for you
stop your satanic bells from forming my mouth
to shit all over the ones you can’t stand
loosen your corrupted ties
you are just making me sick
but that’s the way you need me to be: just like you
release your vile lies and remove your judgemental eyes
and just let me breathe alone
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