Cryptic Warning Internally Reviled
I build up my frustration to the point of overload.
Anger now purges me to the very depths of my soul.
My inner demons torture me with every breath I take.
Washed up in a sea of hate, drowning me in its wake.
Drowning
In the reek of sin
The stench imbued
And lungs suffused
Exiled, inside, in fear.
My eyes are shut, I cannot see,
Clinging to a semblance of emotional security.
F..ck momentary ecstasy, I’ll look beyond the black.
Abandoned into emptiness, I’m never coming back.
Drowning
In the reek of sin
The stench imbued
And lungs suffused
The curse of life.
The birth of lies.
