Lacerations .... ..... Incarcerated .......... Incinerated .......... Lost found And forgotten Pulled up from The blackend Frigid murk Of the worst Waste lands Of rock bottom.... Packed in lye ...... Cried, .. Lied to....... Waiting to die Forced to stand naked Outside,and Watch begotten
Nursed back to my prime......
Beat down , Tarred, Scourged, Disturbed, Then once again ... Drowned in the salty turbidity of my own painful, Tears.... .
.... ... I've been sculpted ........
....andIhateit....
Scars in my eyes. But you can see the saaad sooooooong Sung in Cerulean Hues. ....... Goiiiiiing into Indigo......
Child actor syndrome Wished I would have played Disney Roles ...... Type cast ***** ... Burnt out Fast .
Now I'm playing Comedy drama ...******...... cycle upon cycle
Scars upon scars This game ...... This dam game ......
Shame.............mmmmmmm
This my my Mind game So many times ......... Feels like auto pilot...... An it takes so long to get to this plain .........
Lightning
bitter wind .... Icy wet and sadistic....... My love. My queen ..! Center of my confidence..... Will you accept me ........ This time........ Ive been pushed away ... I chose to wait. ..... Alone ...... I created a lonely garden ...here I lay at your feet a thousand long stickery stemmed roses..feel free To grab them By the blossom .......... Ill stand here With my shirt Off ....and you can Whip me with each one