Shayari Bazar

It’s Comming On So Slowly,It’s First Showing It Self,At First I Barely Noticed,But Now I’m Catching UpFirst There Was The Music,First There Was The Sound,The Screaming Hell Of SomethingTerrible Being Born In This WorldAll I Can Think Of Is Writing,I Want To Place This Rage,It’s Taking Over My Hand,It’s Writing This All DownThen It Started Watching,Now It’s Silent Stalking,It Follows Me Home,And Creeps Into My SoulHelp Me I Cannot SpeakHelp Me I Cannot ThinkIt’s Looking At The People Around Me,It’s Seeing Into Your Souls,Causing Me To Go Insane,It Hates You And EverythingIt Makes Me Want To Eat You,It Makes Me Want To Vomit You,It Makes Me Want To Hurt You,It Makes Me Want To Kill You,It Makes Me Want To Hide,It Makes Mw Want To Die,It Makes Me Then My Outside Changed,The Hair, The Clothes, The Way I WalkThe Way I Act, The Way I Talk,The Looks On Your Face,Reflecting The Ways Of My Face,My Expressionless Pit Of EyesThat Go Down Into Its Soul,Yes You Can See It You Can See ItIt’s Devouring Me I Can’t Get LooseI Shake And Cry Plead And PullBut It Only Seethes Around,And Into My Soul FasterIts Grip Hardens I Scream In PainI Need Release I Need Help MeWhen It Sleeps I’m Almost MyselfWhen I Am Alone I Can Almost Taste ItNormality The Person I Once Was,But When It ReturnsWhen I Know It WillBut Do I Really Want It To Go?