I Am A Good GirlI Am A Good GirlBlank/Free3-21-118 stanzashave i not proven enoughto the God of Deepest Fearsand the Prince of Anxiety?have i not groveled thereat your poor waiting feetevery time you were sore?have i not stood for your testsof resistance against the cliffsyou almost threw me off of?have i not proven myselfto the great Cardinal Kingwho demands and asks for more?have i not suffered enoughof your accusations and thebruising lay of your heavy heart?have i not placed myself therein front of your oncoming trainsto take the brunt of their weight?have i not proven myself worthyof your hugs, kisses, and love?i may as well be your servant girl.have i not loved you with all of me?i may as well be your silent slave.why don't you trust me to be faithful?
By ForceBy ForceBlank/Free3-3-118 stanzasI'm just a damsel in your horror sceneI'm the victim in your suspense filmAnd you keep making me cryYou keep making me give inRidiculous demandsPlease stop with your difficultyI'd rather you just love meOr shove me to someone who canYou've made me throw awayAnd you've taken my heart by forceFor now I fear of repeating historyWith salted cheeks and pencil marksYou are incurable, my loveI can't rearrange this crushed puzzleWith pieces that were stolenAnd a box forged in mud and stonesAbsurd requestsYou force me to choose your handOver my own friends of choiceFor fear of death by heartbreakI hate this sick feeling: helplessBut I love you all the sameAnd I will stay for the bitter end"Fire and bombs rain to the ground"I've made another mistake I seeAnd I will learn a lesson hereJust like all the others I had heldSo dearly; with such tendernessI am a fortress: cowering at your feetAnd your warriors jab with swordsWhil
MentorMentorBlank3-1-1110 stanzaswhere's the sun now?i walk this earth a corpsei bend myself - twistedi am limbo in limbofind my mind, mentordig up my insecuritiesand please pump me fullof sweet, sweet confusionand don't return, Youthe self i screamed intowho i told to leave me beand begged to let it goteacher, sensei, spare medon't clog empty with vialmentor, where's my chaos now?where's my stability?i am oceans in oceansand i've been swimming for yearshow long until i touch the core?how far until starvation takes me?hold down my power switchand keep me dead-awakemy wires tangle in my sleepprophet, show me the scissorsmentor, muffle these screamsso internal, so concealedwhere's my northern wind?where's the proud creature within?and don't reburn, Youthe other banished methe one that used to cut mewith her claws that still threatenso re-detatch me from meand define the undefinablereopen doors half-closedand throw my curtains to the skyi am limbo
VendicatoVendicatoblank/free8-2-119 stanzasthe fallen colonel rises againher eyes are electric with lifeand her soul is lighter than evernearly four hundred years passand the ground spreads for herbright light skims her open gravenow reach up towards the skybrave fighter of The Great Warfor the toxic air has dissipatedshe takes up her heavy gunsand laces on rusted metal platesto feel the weight of their protectionfighting a witch is no small featnor is it close to facing the beastwho eats hearts and stabs identitiesnow crawl up from the trencheslast warrior of The Ending Battleyou have the right to breathe herethe ones dead behind her feel itthe pain in the nails turned uprightborn to pierce their decaying spinesmemories slain and foes stepped ona clear path leads to home's embraceshe drops her battle axe in the sandnow run up against the fresh windAvenged One of The Longest Waitfeel the gravedirt wash from your skin
DisgustDisgustblank/free7-30-118 stanzasyou make my stomach lurchlike fish leaping upstreamin rivers of vomit and bilelips taped down in slimy grintaught upon facial musclesgold and greening with filthyou: the epitome of disgustwith a presence that erodesabdominal organs' membranesi see a scythe that had onceenticed and may entice stillthe land on which my crops liepink and blooded saliva dripsdown from my demon's mouthas my mirror compares the twowell doesn't it seem so fitting:a stench with friendly embraceintestines tie and vessels slicevisions of what i haven't seentaunt me with their possibilityi'll fight it away until my deathtake your indy clothes the fuckout of my peripheral visiontake your severed libs with you