Hell Will Suffer Me
by Skitz J. Fitch
Ravaged by pain till it overflows the brim drowning on it like a fine deep red wine , the taste upon my lips divine suffering just for me , you can not take this away all you're white coats can't save me you're savior a lie only here to beat and enslave me , This flesh mine for I shall partake this blood my sacrament bled from scars I can not hide I can not fake , bleed me like the sacrificial lamb upon this altar called life cut deep cut true take me away from this life , release me release me I pound with my fist enraged trapped in this cage called mortal shell I call it home and my own personal hell , feeling so detached so cold this body not mine not really it never was it never will be this mind as empty and devoid as the rest of the husk this mortal coil I must be released with a swift final thrust , I leak out unto the floor crimson in the moon light eye's drawn up lips curled in curses to something in the beyond I never had faith in, this is my final act of control to take it all away never to be seen or heard from again never to touch the light of day fuck you all .
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