Blasphemy

Swinging in blasphemy, I depart from tormented life.

I rupture all thought which come and destroy it all with a single blink.

Counting sheep in my empty mind.

I'm deserted by anything i come to find.

As I'm staring at these four walls I realize my pain.

Iv been submitted by blasphemy which insists the insane.

Pills of a demented life with not one reason to live.

I conclude this reality as something to give.

Torment and pain, the worst of it all.

I'm submitted by blasphemy as I'm starting to fall.

Falling downward into eternal pain.

This dormant of hell that gives new meaning to being insane.

Normal as it should be I'm lost without word.

Beaten to death by a shadow of lies by the crow like bird.

I'm surrounded by death which approaches me slow.

Hes waiting for me to give in and with him i go.

But death is something new not a being which lives.

Hes the metaphorical devil, he takes and he gives.

Life itself opens doors to new things.

I'm submitted by blasphemy that reveals the thin strings.

The strings which cling to me and control all moves.

Nothing is what it seems to be so I'm lost with no news.

Possessed by insanity I'm fighting for life.

But I'm submitted by blasphemy so I'm all gone inside.