Scissors

I was once happy with a healthy heart,
You stitched up my lips & locked me in the asylum then i became filthy,

It seems when you looked out the window the sun is out & the sky's are blue & seeing people all around you,
All i see is pure darkness & my heart such blue beating on the floor nothing but gore,

You had me locked up in chains because i had no control with blood dripping from my eyes going insane,
I had no soul with a hole in my chest being possessed & such drained,

All i could do was go crazy & laugh while being possessed shaking uncontrollably,
As a demon sing to me a letter he brought to me saying 666 is what will be cut in your wrist,

A wide cut on my wrists as puddles of blood came out as i felt no pain,
Getting hurt by my ex is exactly the same,

No blood in my body,
No soul nor spirit,
No heart in my chest,
After all these year's i will never be put to rest,

You would think i be screaming out of my lungs,
I had no vocals as i just stood there being hanged,

My tortures that was being done to me was horrifying but to me their were satisfying,
Since the day i thought i was going to be in heaven instead i was being molested in hell.

True Story

Poetry by MsMidnightXXX