I am doomed to these four walls.
The kind that are stained with the sinister colour of hate, but filled with the stench of entrapment.
A prisoner to this war of racing thoughts and self loathing.
I'm shackled with a chain, and at the end of it, is weight of my
remorseful regrets.
A person can go mad on such conditions.
Like bats in the belfry.
But I cope with the worse intentions that I blankly dispatch such events, and call in the wrecking ball.
Operation with the actions to break and have a calling of destruction to these ******* walls.
Just remember you caused that structure.
So now I embrace this freedom with a middle finger held higher than the pedestal you thought you reigned so high on.
You ****** me up.
You once held me higher than I thought I could climb, but now I just say no.
Your eyes enlighten me with such serenity, but now I see the trickery behind them.
I know now what wasn't true.
I know now what wasn't real.
I know now your title will always be a harlot with an addiction of lust like intentions, so lay in your bed of filthy lies.
I know now what ******* **** you truly are.
I know now I'm free.
Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 12:24 AM UTC
I am doomed to these four walls.
The kind that are stained with the sinister colour of hate, but filled with the stench of entrapment.
A prisoner to this war of racing thoughts and self loathing.
I'm shackled with a chain, and at the end of it, is weight of my
remorseful regrets.
A person can go mad on such conditions.
Like bats in the belfry.
But I cope with the worse intentions that I blankly dispatch such events, and call in the wrecking ball.
Operation with the actions to break and have a calling of destruction to these ******* walls.
Just remember you caused that structure.
So now I embrace this freedom with a middle finger held higher than the pedestal you thought you reigned so high on.
You ****** me up.
You once held me higher than I thought I could climb, but now I just say no.
Your eyes enlighten me with such serenity, but now I see the trickery behind them.
I know now what wasn't true.
I know now what wasn't real.
I know now your title will always be a harlot with an addiction of lust like intentions, so lay in your bed of filthy lies.
I know now what ******* **** you truly are.
I know now I'm free.
