Easy girl, you stole something.
Can you return my death please?
I need it more than anything.
More than life.

Emptiness is eating up my lost soul,
so if you don't plan
on putting me in the next grave,
at least hurt me more,
for it's coldness and death that I crave,
above love and kindness.
You stole, you free, you destroy.

I have to face my fate,
I have to **** the bird to feel alive again,
to bring my long-lost misery back home
where it belongs.
And it belongs with me!
So would you please scream?
Would you ******* scream?

Crush a skull and swallow the pieces,
I need the greed and hunger deep in my bones.
I am not a mother, I don't love.
But I can destroy,
I can vanish
and I can feel the last rip on my skin,
dragging me down in my own
personal perfect agony.

"We can't afford to be wrong on this issue."  
~ Francis Chan

With holy anguish hearts are crying
through feeble language urgently trying
to summon the sleeping now to wake
for souls' eternities are at stake

He spoke to me of Heaven and Sin
But he knew I didn't believe in Heaven
So he left me with Sin and prayed for my soul to believe again
Instead I wallowed in those seven demons engraved within
Not Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Sloth, Wrath, Envy, or Pride
My demons go by different names
Lonely, Anxiety, Fear, Judgment, Hate, You, and I
For within myself my own sins lie

tampering with my unruly undecidable fate will result in your damnation
i am flowing with estrogen and auburn flames
shoot me with your attention?
and i will burn your name
you can not could not and will not control me longer
as quickly apparating as your fleeting joy
you do not own me
your vicious sneers and ripping of walls has only made me stronger
my little deaths are not your toy
i dont blame my wrath on your ruthless black magic
just as you cannot blame the sun for crashing into jupiter
nature has a way of making itself known

and you will fall to your knees

(as petals fall to the ground, so soft)

and it will part a way

(if buttery light could cleave so)

and if ever gods thundered
quaked wrath shook perturbe d

so shall you weep

like rain and a sigh of mist that followed.