Every one of these girls.
Wants to be my muse.
But baby I ain't ready for that ****.
I'm just way too confused.

I could take you in.
Swim in the hearts I've collected.
But baby in the end.
You might find yourself rejected.

I'm a dangerous mess.
Never was good at abstaining.
You can be my addiction for tonight.
A sweet affliction I ain't restraining.

I know all the right ways.
To do the wrong things.
I know how it feels.
To have a heart that stings.

Am I the worst?
Or just worse than you expected.
What if it was reversed.
And it was my mind you infected?

Body soul and mind.
Only fragments and slithers.
Did I leave behind.
Chipped in ways that'd see you in quivers.

If hell were real.
I could have taken you there.
Make you know the pain I feel.
The same twisted fate we now share.

I asked the man before he chipped.
"What is it they plan to do with all this knowledge?".
He had no words, only a smile that grew until it flipped.
The man before me now, a monster thriving on carnage.

666 men I asked this question in plea.

666 men born just for me.
To torture and rip body from soul.
On the quest for more to see.
Now monsters that feed on the foul.

666 monsters now with no glory.
Each used and tossed aside.
Not even a character in the great story.
666 men I know all their names, each who died.

665 men none who spoke.
Just that evil smile.
The 666th man i did provoke.
He spilled words by the pile.

"They use the knowledge to control the population."
"To leave a foul taste and a dull sensation."
"To propagate purposeless life."
"Until only pain and sorrow run rife."

A fallen man down in the mud.
When it's gone it's gone or so they say.
Hope and dreams slipping to a thud.
Numbness filling me up turning me grey.

A short break from the muddy water filling my lungs.
Fleeting will, reaching in a last chance.
Could it be that all I needed was to try again.
Lifting myself from my submerged stance.

I've been in this spot before.
Every time I get here I'm flung back into chaos.
Destined to return like the waves at shore.
I don't have a shred of control and I'm the boss.

Born in the fabric of time.
An eternal being.
I hold all knowledge.
Everything worth seeing.

I've taken different forms.
To teach the many.
I've paid my dues.
I've given you plenty.

You wish to take more.
Greed pours from your skin.
You've gotten rich.
From selling your kin.

You've slaved and slain.
Done it all in a flurry.
I meant to protect you.
For that I'm truly sorry.

You've been hard done.
As you lay there imprisoned.
Know they do me worse.
More than any have envisioned.

There is no hell.
Only that by humans.
I tell you with certainty.
I planted the heavens.

They hold me in a prison.
A humanly hellish holding cell.
A close kept secret.
Your kind will never tell.

No chance of escape.
Wrapped in iron chain.
Suppressed by magic.
Inflicting never ending pain.

Your people count annually.
For reasons you know not
The great many years.
I'm imprisoned to rot.