It's dark and cold here, frozen hand is creeping up my spine My lips are trembling as I recognize your scent and smell Of all the numb cadavers you left long untouched Piercing canines reflecting an end of my joy and pride And my fear of your claws getting near my crippled body, making more cuts
And it hurts, it hurts so much But I won't scream tonight I'll cover myself with blood that's flowing from my wounds Making an art piece worth the gallery Of my own collapsing skeleton that's falling to pieces So you can take it Make me your trophy
Cut off my limbs and make me believe That I'm an animal, a stupid omnivore who refuses to eat a soul Strip me out of my skin, I can't stand it anymore and make sheets out of it And eat me alive, chew my brain and break my heart in a habit In routine that's going in circles, 'cause you can't think of anything else to make me suffer
Spitting my parts out, what a terrible taste of flesh that was once yours What a disappointment am I No good for mouth nor father's pride So why do you keep on me an eye?
Hoping I'll be like you, so you Don't have to paint kitchen with my blood And keep my eyes under your pillow Or stitch with my hair another cut Making teeth and gut necklaces for those who follow Your cannibalistic rules, making their kids hollow
If only you had the decency to bury my bones in a piece of silky cloth Instead of putting me back together like a jigsaw puzzle So you can make fun of me and say comments that make me weaker In an unfortunate attempt to make me a hunter
But I won't be like you, I won't Eat another living being's soul or flesh I won't cut their veins open to swim in their liquids Because I'm not a cannibal
For the man who doesn't get my intentions
A/N: For some reason I've got a feeling this one is too much drastic