The images that taint my mind.
They change the way I think, the way I feel.
You have been pleased in ways that haunt my thoughts, I
Can't bare these images, but I must because I have no choice.
It has always been this way, no matter who I was with,
The images that taint my mind, forever nagging at my being.
I have tried so hard to rid myself of these demons, but they
Stand there, grasping at my sanity, reluctant to let go.
The images that taint my mind, why must it be so?
I can't tell you about it, because you'll take it wrong,
Like so many before you, so I hope you understand from
What I write and the images that taint my mind.