Pie

In a life full of swine
I tumble
tumble to the gates of hell
Waiting for a moment of peace
to release my hellious demeanor

My acts of detestation
my thoughts of enmity
devour my consciousness
bringing on my impurity

I have no other way
to release my bitterness
I conjure the sixteen unconcious acts of exasperation
and blind it with a plastic smile

Lock me inside this confinement
inside my mind I acumen
in loss of faith
and hellbound behaviors

I survive on the horrors of your current state
and feed off the sorrow of the dead man
tomorrow I'll undue
finally masquerade as I want to
I'll be free to embellish
as I wither into a dark existence
once forgotten
left alone
I'll die

lorh