These monsters that live in my brain,
Are constantly circulating,
screaming,
Dying of pain.
My soul struggles,
reaching for an escape,
Before this snake,
Induces a forced ****
My heart feels nothing but anger,
And it's weighted down,
by a heavy steel anchor.
An anchor so muscular,
It's dragged me down to my grave,
So here I am.
Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 3:13 PM UTC
These monsters that live in my brain,
Are constantly circulating,
screaming,
Dying of pain.
My soul struggles,
reaching for an escape,
Before this snake,
Induces a forced ****
My heart feels nothing but anger,
And it's weighted down,
by a heavy steel anchor.
An anchor so muscular,
It's dragged me down to my grave,
So here I am.