I am haunted,
suffocated,
stifled,
in this small space.
I don’t get any peace.
Don’t you know mercy?
So why am I so daunted
by you?
It’s like I am unwanted,
not flaunted,
just for the purpose of…
I am haunted,
suffocated,
stifled,
in this small space.
I don’t get any peace.
Go ahead taunt me,
but you will never really hear me.
Oh, oh, oh, dear me.
Can’t you see
the pain that you cause?
No.
I know you want to draw a picture
of such beauty but instead you are raking claws down,
inside of a dingy little house.
You are dousing everything with your anger.
Don’t, don’t you have better plans?
Then taking away,
ruining,
my sanity?
Oh,
isn’t your vanity enough,
must you show your inhumanity?
If you’re going to consume my heart,
swallow it up in this black abyss, chasm.
I am haunted,
suffocated,
stifled,
in this small space.
I don’t get any peace.
It’s not art,
this destruction of me.
It might be pretty,
but it’s pretty brutal.
Will you obstruct
every way out, or will you let me go?
Don’t you know I could blow you to pieces?