Pain

[Obscene Eyedeas]

You look at me with your daemon eyes
i lay awake to your hearts desire.
you've destroyed me from within
kill me now you win.

pain, tearing, ripping at my chest
i scream for help Its just pointless
sorrow is not the word
there is no word for this

my sanctuary now lies in ruins
lies alongside your watery grave
my inner sanctity voided for life
for your sadistic pleasure how sad

[Aspiringanonymous]

It's good to be able to express oneself artistically when it is most necessary - when direct statements are perhaps too much - or, for that matter, too little.

Remember what I said? About that part of each one of us, deep down in the most difficult of all places to reach, where the essence of the soul lies undisturbed, protected from the chaos without.

It is there, and it will always be there. Even if, in every way, the appearance is that its sanctity has been infiltrated - the spirit that is life will never be broken. So long as life remains. :hug3: