I am rotten to the core
What even am I here for?
I am broken, in pieces
Anybody who looks sees it
Inside, I’m unsightly
The result of constant fighting
Fighting my demons
Those evil heathens
They pick at my bones
Left a corpse, all alone
Now I’m left to salvage what i can of my body
Its proving a challenge; guess I’m a zombie
Good or evil? Such a dilemma
Start or finish? Alpha and Omega
I feel the flesh hanging freely
I am the one everyone’s resenting
Hated for the truth I used to shout
I can’t now, though. My tongue’s been cut out
Blood pouring from my mouth
It covers the walls of this house
The demons look at me with contempt
That’s why I’m subject to such torment
I miss my days with my family
Help me. Total insanity
Now you may think this is all fictional
But you aren’t the one missing family time and victuals
I forsook the church
Undying thirst
Now I’m going insane
Paying the price for being profane
In this place, there is no rest and relaxation
Only pain and a lack of exultation
I am neutral, not servile to either side
Maybe that’s why I eternally died?
It’s a puzzle to me
So I’ll continue screaming
I’m stuck a corpse
So much remorse
Now we can scratch hell off the list
That’s it. I’m done. You get the gist
Like the good Lord once said,
“It is finished.”