Save Me From Hating Self

My heart is no longer mine Its beats are no longer musical My tears have become my wine Their drops are cold and bitter Am I worth the party? As my shoulders grow broader So are the breasts of the loads My demons are getting fonder Insanity is commanding my gods Am I worth the dance? For the seasons am falling with autumn Am thawing with nothing solemn Before the storms cease wake me These scars are getting numb Am I worth the cheers? Like a fallen mirror am in tatters My heart is dark am bleeding coal Every midnight I count my wickedness My fiery eyes are guise and fleece Am I worth the jeers? I am not bound to what I got My mind is dancing to demonic yesterday My flesh is heating the desire of today I got no soul to see through the future Am I worth the hope? With the angels command my rescue I need no pity feed me with ridicule Slowly, slowly I warm my scars Melt my guise and set me on fire Save me from hating self http://mymomentsofink.wordpress.com/