Lynch

34 2 0
                                    


All I have are tortured voices

When I'm alone they make horrible noises

They plague my thoughts like rats and poisons

They spread to my dreams and they cozy in

I'm useless like a deaf person tuning a violin

They won't leave like a stubborn squatter

Leaving me vulnerable like lambs to the slaughter

I never wanted to be the enemy

It hurts to know that that's all you see in me

My hands are tied, jaw extended

Ready for my punishment from the cruel and the demented

They grab my throat and fill it with hot lead

They rip of my shirt and shave my head

They slice open my stomach till I appear thin

They stick a hook in the wound till it pokes through my chin

I'm hoisted up into the air

Crowds are cheering everywhere

My fingers crossed. Is this the end?

No of course not they have more pain to send

Being used as target practice

Someone even threw a cactus

They cut the rope leading me to fall

I landed on a pile of mistakes that started it all

Boiling black blood seeps through my pours

All while they make jokes about my mother being a whore

I can't take anymore

Tears dry up through the heat

The fires in hell truly cannot be beat

Skin blistered from the burns

I hear arguing about taking turns

The devil sits on his throne having a laugh

God even joins in and hits me with his wizard staff

I'm pulled down to the ground by familiar hands

I'm sinking down into the earth like quicksand

I fall into a dark abyss

All I can think about is the people I miss

Their words are fading as I fall deeper

The height of my sadness goes steeper and steeper

Remembering the times I felt invincible

Now I'm left invisible

I land on in the cold part of hell

With no one to turn to I crawl in my shell

With the absence of light

I have another lonely night

If I die tonight

I'll be happy because I know you'll be alright

I lasted as long as I could in this fight

I'll drift away as you sleep tight

LynchWhere stories live. Discover now