This Thing

Tearing and Grinding
Ripping and Crushing
This thing inside it feeds off my soul
but recently I'm forced to resign take my cards and fold

This thing claws at my organs and gnaws on my flesh
It bathes in my blood until it is red...
Till it is fresh

It knocks on my mind
then I let it in
It causes chaos, havoc, morbid sin

It kills my friends and courts my enemies
It destroys my spirit....
There is no remedy....

This thing...
A monster?
Oh Fuck.. I wish
T'is not a Demon, a Goblin....
but an Angry Bitch

It is the ghost of my love that haunts me day by day
eating My BODY....
MY SOUL...
My HEART...
SLOWLY AWAY