Morbid Love

Morbid love
So (evil)
So (true)
I feel it in my past
It’s always seeping through
Through my present
On to the future
And forth to suture
From the cuts
To being sewn up
Life goes to no mans land
Where time stands still
Like a lethal kill
Poison flowing through
Like never ending rivers
From my cuts and slivers
Up and down my arm
Blood draining
Poison leaving
Numbness seething
Forceful meaning
Thoughts emerging
Then repelling
Without any sense
People get too tense
Getting nervous
Getting worried
The walls closing in
The room spinning
Faster and faster
Taking out my razor
Nervous as ever
Looking for a way out
There is no way
Gone without a trace
No one knew I existed
Yet...people feel empty
Like a part of them is missing
Something for what they were wishing
Never to find the truth
Which lied within your youth
Then...
There is a way out
Fixing the morbid love
Which you once had
In time went from good to bad
MORBID LOVE