Glass Hell

Take those broken shards of glass and shove them down my throat.

Let them slice every vein so deeply in my heart blood oozing internally inside me.

Letting my scorned soul escape from my dungeon of a body.

Where skull heads and demons blend into my dark abyss.

Where the sweet smell of decomposing corspes sweeps the air.

Where body bags and broken dreams are all apart of the reaper's scheme.
 
Where ghouls and goblins prey on unsuspecting souls to be new hosts to their bodies.

Where the only way out is to offer your blood up and sacrifice your beliefs.

For we living in a glass hell where you see your own unrecognizable  reflection through an illusion of mirrors.

Mirrors that blind you from reality and hide the truth behind those lies.

Everytime I lied in the fiery chamber and close my eyes I see my own demon a stalker who turned to my beautiful nightmare.

Watching me ever so closely possessing me through my conscience.

Fantasizing about have me against your will being your chained prisoner in bondage.

Knowing that in order for this madness to die once and for all I must give up my own life.

 Knowing that darkness will go away and light will shine so bright to the world.