Explanation Poem by sean dischiavi

now as i lay here
and throw myself to trance
i begin to convey
mylife at a stance
what could i say
to ever make you see
the horrible possibilitys
of ever being me

scream down hollow hallways
breath of broken glass
the tourture your recieving
now will hardly be your last

with split and twist decision
i leave your corpse a'twitchin
havin' you a wishin'
this'a poem your a missin'

hell, what a waste
explainin me to you
the easiest to say
im missin a few screws