dead stare chuckle

The corridor to my heart is a motionless hollow hall in which on skinned knees I crawl.
Dark without shadows of the beast within n this ache within me is all ur muthafuckin fault.
The only light is behind me as it gets smaller n smaller for I can not stop n turn the fuck around.
I'm captured by the pain that calls to me with a familiar voice in silent sounds.
I hear the twisted lies, yet I wonder if the face its released from is jus a demented as one in the same.
Its an evil whisper of spooky tales like u needing me near to own me for ur gain that claims.
I can't see a fuckin thing as I stand still to feel the chilled breeze forced from my frozen core chard.
Oh how I can't take much more of the fear as I endure the torcher from the queen of hearts.
Wtf am I to do as the walls suffocate dimensions enclosin in on what's so fuckin pure?
U did this to me n yet I still run to my inner pits of no return, to my lonely emotional cure.
I jus wanna close my eyes n drift away so fuckin far from the thought of u cuz u hurt myself.
Somewhere in a timeless presence where I don't havta seek pleasure lent by hands of ur help.
Here's the thing of the day as I face a life without u lingering inside my emptiness' weakened own.
Can u feel me release u from the depths in a sense of oh no! Baby, please don't let me go?
U fucked me up in a way I feel a sick sense of life cockin my head sideways with a dead stare chucklin.
Yeah, I'm a lil different from the one u knew before u escaped cuz I was the one u were more than hustling.

Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.10