Stained glass youth
with broken down fears.
Sitting in the steeple
of my forgotten years.

Sins were injected
by devilish desires.
Sitting in the box,
extinguishing my fires.

Crying with conviction,
bursting out with hate.
Release your grip on me,
this is not my fate.

Victory is mine,
it is almost done.
Black clouds soon arrived,
where it all begun.

Why did you come back?
and haunt me everyday.
What more do you want?
How much more do I pay?

You turned out my lights,
put me into sleep.
Tucked me down below,
wrapped me in a sheet.

My stained glass youth was shattered,
colors all smeared.
No longer will I remember
all my forgotten years.

Put me in darkness.
Put me in cold.
Mind melts from madness.
Leaving me sold.

Take away the crazy.
Take away the light.
Eyes strain from image.
Leaves me to fright.

Grip my reality.
Gripping my mind.
Out of the cesspool.
Nothing left behind.

Diving down further.
Diving down deep.
Under the covers.
Put me to sleep.

I am different.
I am me.
Accept it or reject it.

I am not changing.
This is my life.

Turn off the TV, now.
It getting dark.

Feeling all empty,
in the dark corner of life.
Facing downward,
wanting to cry.

Tripping over yourself,
and over your crimes.
Can't turn away,
from all the white lies.

Causing much fear,
from each word you spoke.
Tossed in the fire
and feeling the choke.

Your words are your poison,
sinking in deep.
You slapped me around
and put me in sleep.

You are the evil,
that burns me inside.
Scorching my veins,
and blinding my eyes.

No more words,
no more lies.
You buried me deep,
saying cowardly goodbyes.