Distinguishing the very own eyes of tenderness,
But then feeling the guilt and crushing...

Plumbing the insects remotely far,
Stitched up and disfigured with the body as the...

Walking away along a dark lonely street,
Knowing that leaving home, there cant be any...

A cursed beginning of dejection, and shadows of...
Senses fail to reactivate, tears dry up, and bones...

Why me lord; strangled with a cord,
Why do I cry; bleed while I lie...

Deprived and broken down, I’m the...
Fiery steamed and boils, dead and black green...

Lets slit our wrists and burn,
Burn down something beautiful...

Corrupt and spilt with innocent blood,
My limbs dried and stuck in thickened mud...

Roped and hung from scorn,
Fluttered, raped and torn...

This pain drives and inspires the insane,
101 is misery called fun, sealed and done...

Seduced and brought down, corrupt and spilt,
Tossed and dirtied is the reckoning face of guilt...

Piled covers; porched outside are the evils.
Awaiting, harassing is the reason of death...