I’m looking creepy, I’m speaking mad
You guess, that I’m more than that
My soul is full of blinding rage and lust
my body is a piece of stinky flesh.
The flame of Hell is shining over me
Above the void you call Eternity
Noone to love, no one to blame
My pain remains the same.
But, yet, I vainly hope sometimes
Of someone who removes the veil
Can save myself from self – betrayal
Can stop my flow of endless lies.
Destructive intentions of lethal force
Сutting my mind like a sharpless knife
Charming reflections of shattered thoughts
Provide me feeling that I’m alive
Shattered thoughts
© Copyright: Диана Овсянникова, 2020
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