The self-centered thief
It takes when you have nothing to give
Then tramples on your bed
It creeps its way into your head
And restrains your arms then hoards each leg
You're forced to listen and wait
Its caress much like a spider's walk
It sears and burns, your rage pours forth
All while your loved ones vacate
Blaming you and your struggling might
Its breath miasmic, past its venomous bite
It ends by ****** your fate
Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 3:08 AM UTC
The self-centered thief
It takes when you have nothing to give
Then tramples on your bed
It creeps its way into your head
And restrains your arms then hoards each leg
You're forced to listen and wait
Its caress much like a spider's walk
It sears and burns, your rage pours forth
All while your loved ones vacate
Blaming you and your struggling might
Its breath miasmic, past its venomous bite
It ends by ****** your fate
