Murdermask
my murdermask is made of flesh and bone
it covers my heart
it covers my soul
hiding my feelings and fears never told
my mudermask turns hot lava love...iceburg cold
my murdermask is made of steel and stone
rewiring my brain like a brutal cyborg
ruthlessly killing peace,love,and joy...never forgive or forget those dark yesterdays
covered in darkness like camoflauged tears
shrouded in silence...year after year
my murdermask has multiple scars,stains,and slashes
whipped into whirlwinds like cynical cyclones
haters and hellions stay on the attack...my murdermask smiles and vomits war wrath
marching the path that leads to perdition
my mudermask cracks as holy angels bring healing
my heart that was dead starts to beat like a drum
my murdermask crumbles underneath Gods thumb...i go numb
my mudermask melts in the midst of holy fire...exposed in the light evil ones conspire
i cry to the lord as my mudermask flees...now i put on Gods love
once caged and confined now i'm free
Copyright © Anthony Beesley | Year Posted 2010
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