#rendered
Wanted to write fluently
About million worlds
With beautiful wovs.
I couldn't.
There's a dark pressure
In gloom. Doomed mind.
They do. Me.
I'm transmitting.
Harmonies. Cacophony.
Endless caches.
Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 10:48 AM UTC
If I die what does it matter
I am already scattered
My minds not here, my heart is shattered
All you see is an empty shell
That by the way has gone through hell
So you can judge on first glance
Before you know me, or give me a chance
I don't really care, they all do
It doesn't reflect on me but you
I know what I am, I'm deppresed and splintered
Upon this bed of torture I've been rendered
Countless times, by countless monsters
Thats how my madness was fostered
So judge my sadness if you want
Or why my face looks so gaunt
You've not been where I have been
And you've not seen what I have seen
True monsters walk this earth
And to me they have given birth
Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 12:06 PM UTC