02 April 2011

Twisted Reality

This uncontrollable twitch
to release the demons trapped inside.

Pull me from the box,
the spirits will break free,
taking me beyond the threshold of the things I deserve.
Give me wings,
put my mind to rest,
liberate my soul.

This paradise is too good for me,
I need the pain to feel alive.
I need to be trampled upon, to rise.
To be crushed to form again.

This paradise is too good for me,
to let the spirits take control.
Free the demons, I want a reason to live.

My misery will bring back to me
a sense of twisted sanity.
My own twisted reality...

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