It’s Comming On So Slowly, It’s First Showing It Self, At First I Barely Noticed, But Now I’m Catching Up First There Was The Music, First There Was The Sound, The Screaming Hell Of Something Terrible Being Born In This World All I Can Think Of Is Writing, I Want To Place This Rage, It’s Taking Over My Hand, It’s Writing This All Down Then It Started Watching, Now It’s Silent Stalking, It Follows Me Home, And Creeps Into My Soul Help Me I Cannot Speak Help Me I Cannot Think It’s Looking At The People Around Me, It’s Seeing Into Your Souls, Causing Me To Go Insane, It Hates You And Everything It 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 Walk The Way I Act, The Way I Talk, The Looks On Your Face, Reflecting The Ways Of My Face, My Expressionless Pit Of Eyes That Go Down Into Its Soul, Yes You Can See It You Can See It It’s Devouring Me I Can’t Get Loose I Shake And Cry Plead And Pull But It Only Seethes Around, And Into My Soul Faster Its Grip Hardens I Scream In Pain I Need Release I Need Help Me When It Sleeps I’m Almost Myself When I Am Alone I Can Almost Taste It Normality The Person I Once Was, But When It Returns When I Know It Will But Do I Really Want It To Go?

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