A nameless face subject to shared space,
Some mistakes you just cant erase.
There is two of us
That share this face...
Why do you turn on me?
Fight and regain control,
As I pick up the pieces,
of the fragmented remains of a tortured soul...
Its been said that I am crazy.
Shadowed facts leave truth evident but hazy.
Once a beautiful vibrant girl
Until disguised violation invaded...
Sign said "Degradation give it one whirl..."
Degraded and disgusting ...
Nasty little girl...
Stinging and on fire-
smoldering flesh and torn out hair-
My altar and funeral pyre...
Fire cannot cleanse one of so little worth,
No longer heaven sent
but soiled decomposing swallowed by this earth.
She gladly took my beatings
and all the lustful repeatings-
Born of necessity else I be forced to endure.
She took it all upon herself.
I am amazed by the strength of her.
Eternity it seems
Happiness remains elusive
No one hears my screams?
Somewhere, sometyme, somehow...
Someone loved us both
and the past that we shared,
One human being to show they cared
Instead of being dumbstruck
fozen by fear
that just stopped and stared....
The shock of finding her.
stripped of all flesh to the bone
Several nameless faces
but she is unaware
She pretends she is alone.
She clothes herself in a garment of flayed flesh
Weaving together a memory
so that somehow decayed life and and un ruined mesh...
Of innocent witness,
Hope is another word for thrive
and the only facade that wishes to be alive...
I have met the judge.
Everyday I meet the jury.
Every event is cause for worry...
Tell the truth,
People cant accept ..
Watch them scurry..
for a non-existent her-o
aeons of persecutions-
I guess there is no hurry.
The damage is done, justice is not.
Never underestimate ill created fury
and then I forget....