Devil's Pinata

wordless shrieking echoing in my skull
fingers clawing at my skin
to pick apart the flesh from my bones
just a poppet stuck with needles and pins

ninety miles an hour around the bend
one wrong turn to escape this hell I'm in

I'm sorry for being this wretch I am
always craving attention like a starving dog
willing to do anything to fill this aching void
and these self inflicted wounds I've rubbed raw

fingers reaching for demons I've never danced with
because my old bad habits haven't killed me yet

you're a bottle of poison sliding down my throat
you're the glass crunching beneath my feet
as I slide down the wall screaming at God
crumpling into a filthy heap

kick me aside or pull me in
tie rocks to my feet or teach me to swim

I'm singing fatal lullabies in a daze
weary of being numb and cold
apologies dear ones if I go too far
if my soul is real then its already sold