Subliminal Cries
Im all alone in a room with no light without a doorway
There's no before play, im well hidden from the world's day,
The innermost part of my body cant breathe right, i cant sleep tight, im drugged up i dont eat
right,
I have no clue what the date is or what the weather's like, or if its daylight i have the shivers
each and every night,
I piss blood my eyes are bloodshot as i begin to rot, Hullucinations are always occuring i
think i heard a knock,
But i really didnt, i should be bed ridden but im laying on concrete,
I cant defeat the demons inside of me im fighting them in my sleep,
I cant ignore what the devil has in store for the demon as a whole,
Ive been half good the other half's been bad someone else is in control,
Goosebumps are all over my body and they wont go down,
Stressed out laying on concrete and they're making a squooshy sound,
Someone help me some place in this world has to be better than this,
It's like a death wish, but i aint wishing death i have to make it miss.
Copyright © Mathew Smith | Year Posted 2009
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