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After The Fall From Grace


I find serenity in the wispering waves of self munilation riseing up only to collapse in on myself again I see the world thru rippled glass where everyone is fake and nothing ever lasts grace is far from here, from me conteniment arouses only by artifice the shadows used to scare me now I crave their cold embrace darkness is my only horizon there somone inside me the hallow shell of a person I once was and if all else fails tonight I shall cut her from my body edradicate her from my soul spit her out and cut off her head chew on the bloody entangled mess of flesh rip out her failing organs and make sure of certin death she is not me not anymore....
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