Cloaked Clown Prt. 2

The Cloaked Clown that had haunted the chambers of my soul has found his way out of the stitching that kept the pieces of my broken heart together and has traveled through my poison pumping veins....he has made it a personal task of his to scrape the inside of my throat to the point that i can no longer swallow to alleviate the pain or scream for someone to free me..he continues his journey up wards until he sits in my mouth and kicks the back of my teeth with steel toe boots that are a size to large for it..til' my mouth is full of blood and i can neither swallow nor spit and slowly i drown...he soon gets tired of basking in my tar'ish blood and he claws his way upward still...upward until hes reached his final destination and I am....hopeless...hopeless because now he is in MY world.....but now i willingly surrender..i come trailing in with my head down and my wrists bleeding he has won he can finally have my soul....