The Darkness...

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There is a place deep inside I go and I hide even you cannot penetrate the blackness that is my mind.

Snakes dance I'm in a trance writhe and Burn in Dantes inferno.

There is nothing left to believe in the streets I walk at night faces in a crowd searching for that light I once knew.

They say no there is only darkness left for you.

Time goe's by and for some reason still I try.

Why must I keep making the some of the same mistakes I know why they won't let me go.

No one can possibly feel what It feels like to be alone yet when I'm looking back they do ...

Let me test you push your buttons serve you some mutton after all I'm a woman so the statistics are I am your slave basically.

Curl up in a ball the perfect little doll innocence turns to lust and the angel wings I once had turn to dust.

Changing inside even I cannot hide the devil in me.

The hatred men make me feel

The wound that will never heal

The anger in me

the sadness bad people have created

and than blamed it on me

I was a good girl I swallowed the sticks that were shoved down my throat

as you threw me limp over your lap in a boat

you didn't care what happened

I sometimes wish the ferryman had taken me

because you have forsaken me.