My heart knows only the few
passing moments…
My
world is a dark cage of soulnessness…
I
feel the hatred burn is my soul and heart…
This
world I long to depart…
Curse
he that contaminates my body and mind…
With
his images of my false birth…
How
do I know the truth from the false?...
What
is it that you wish me to see?…
How
can I live with a world of lies crashing around me?…
I
know no hope except death…
And
I wait for that time and wonder if all I have lived for is a lie…
My
mother thinks that I am lost I do not believe that…
A
holy image blears in my mind a strange feeling lost in time…
I
remember living in a true world were my heart was as pure as the light that
shone in that church window every morning…
And
now I stay awaiting the destruction of the planet and godliness…
God's
will! I want to feel hope in my soul again and live like I used to…
What
world plagues my mind with murder and thoughts of doom…
But
now, my world is as empty as this wound in the planets soul…
As I
breathe in I feel the planet crying out and weeping for justice…
I wish
I could be apart of that justice rather than the cause of the need for it…
My thoughts
turn to death and blood as a will not my own brushes my soul and claims my heart…
Destroy
the world it says and be a god and al the universe will be yours…
NO!
Cries my soul I do not want this, I want to protect not destroy…
But
alas I have been fighting the voice in my head so long I no longer have the strength
to hold the demon off…
And
so as thoughts of Armageddon fill my head I now that I will be struck down before
the monsters objective will be accomplished and I pray to the Lord in heaven to
take my soul and redeem my cost…
For
I can never be free of the monster that took over me…
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