A glimpse of my fame comes from being sick and deranged
Wishing they tamed my vision to slain...depicted my game
Attempting to save my victims while I was inflicting the pain
Exhibited my system of rage as a convict in its reign
Couldn't pivot or change. . . listened to the skits in my brain
Twitching as the skits turn to scripts and the scripts to a page
A page turned to a way. . . a way for me to remain enslaved
Chained and engraved as I lash out in disdain till this day. .
Tarnished any insignificant thing that restricted my pace
My intention to hate became existent through haste
The living became bait and my resentment would take. .
. . the pigment in faces from the children who made. .
life not be a waste. . I envied those fuckin' pricks & fakes
Given faith, a place, chances to bitch and make mistakes
Chances to listen, behave, make shame, blame, & wait
Chances to experience. . . maybe even fuckin' plan their fate
While I was stricken with a grand range paved with hate
And being insane I claimed and raped. .from state to state
Staring at my face..if death's a sleeper I can't stay awake
Vain on my shoulder's & the weight won't keep me standing straight
Why cherish my time...all I know is myself & my crimes
My father's belt when I was five was death in disguise
Nights I cried until it became adept in my eyes
Until I was nine where being a devil crept in my mind
Never felt...didn't give a fuck about corrupting their lives..
Found lust watching the blood turn to crust while it dried
So seductive but WHY...never put up a fuss or a fight
Cause the truth sucked, so at night I cuddled with lies
OH THIS DEMON intrigued with leaving kids with diseases
Feeding on a cuisine of seeing a mixture of bleeding and semen
Kicking, screaming while I beat, zipped my jeans, & start leaving
Weakening souls while I was fiending receiving no treatment
No hope just people hoping I no longer existed
No one would help, no one opened up and listened
I was scolded and vile...was even put on hold for awhile
So with an unbroken smile, I grabbed throats choke-holdin' their child
I was so proud & aroused, but my feelings were far from lovely
Cause I saw my soul in every child & it fuckin' disgust me
Self-hatred...I see my father & I always begged for vengance
But until then, my helpless soul will be a dreaded image
God fix this spell...
Uplift me from the pits of hell..
I meant well, but I needed to avenge myself..
I just needed ONE way to say what I wanted to say clearly..
But it's STILL the same...cause no one can hear me..
Or no one is listening..I'm back in the same position
I commited offense, but no one seemed to pay attention
I'm just backed against the wall..my choice was a disaster
Shouted in more ways than one, but still a voiceless matter
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