rape of the mind

when i look in the mirror staring back at me is just a mirage of... something human

 

stripped of my being of my soul drained of hope dry and cold months they go by and deeper and deeper i go i'm alive though barely coherent and disassociated from what is real but what if what I feel is just another voice inside my head wanting me dead.

i keep thinking it will fade away this burden of mine but day by day everything i was everything i am it starts to stray

 

brutalized gloryholes walk the street waiting for you so you can wrap them in your bedsheet suffocating for air if they die you don't care screaming and begging but that won't stop you because it's not them who is pegging cry baby cry because you will get what you want in the end cry baby cry it is their mind you will bend suck and suck fuck and fuck no luck no luck the rape of the innocent the rape of thine flesh the rape of the broken the rape of the blind you don't care never have never will so cry baby cry because you will never be the same and cry baby cry because you are to blame