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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Comments (9)
  • Adelnica Amor R. Izon on Sep 15, 2010

    wow…mind boggling^_^

  • Netty net on Sep 15, 2010

    I can see some horror coming from this.

  • Ethics0006 on Sep 15, 2010

    VERY Good Poem

  • BriannaMorgan on Sep 15, 2010

    nice post

  • Tulan on Sep 15, 2010

    thanks for sharing,

  • Kaye TM on Sep 16, 2010

    great thoughts leads to a great poem. =p love it

  • Rehoboth on Sep 16, 2010

    $- very nice -$

  • Lord Banks on Sep 16, 2010

    Held together really well that one scary! enjoyed it. David.

  • yes me on Sep 17, 2010

    Great read here cheers to that

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