Perditions

tirsome I wait
I wait for the day
for all the pain to fade
to fade away from this
the race to never end
to forget and no regret
regretting the day I ever made
made the choice I did to say
to stay and break
shards of glass to pierce and press
to press a flesh too broken to fix
to convict the truth in me
cutting apart like slabs of meat
slices of reality
displaying me, on hooks to see
purchasing my soul to eat
to gorge and feast on sinful sweet
the bleeding flesh to seep and drink
unhuman I became a stain
a spirit sunk to nothing and noone
forgotten in breeding they're seething
a body broken and beaten,
tenderised to sweeten
but hollow in theyre skin
they eat their own intention
the broken existance of the sin
of rape and perdition, souless decission
enemies they make them
and lonesome the persons who held my prison