Lost Poem by Latasha LeeAnn Hall

My life is places I don't want to be.
Full of faces that litter my thoughts.
I want to leave. Be gone with it.

Unchain me from myself.
I've got to play with the cards I was dealt.
I need help, though, I can't do this alone.
Can you not hear me bleed and moan?

Satan once told me how I was to die.
I used to be honest, but now I only lie.
It costed me my wings and my soul.
Now I live under bridges and scavenge with Troll.

What has happened to me?
From myself, I must flee.
Need assistance, I'm dying.
Please, free me.........

I need my own innovation;
Just too scared of the mutilation.
I admit, I'm f-ck-ng terrified.
All of me decaying, but I must abide.

I cannot tolerate this world of bigotry,
But we're all bigots on the contrary.
Why can I not just be salvific?
Why must I be so dead and sick?

What has happened to me?
From myself I must be free.
I need help, I'm pleading.
Please free me...

I cannot take this anymore.
All of my f-ck-ng life, I abhor.
My abomination is my own perfidy.
My personage itself is treachery.

I sit here wasting and getting high.
Hope it's not long before I fly.
Trying to see through the frost.
Someone help me, I'm so lost.

The relevence of my life and hell.
I might as well die 'cause it's just as well.
Mother, forgive me, Father, I am sorry.
Lucifer, please quit bothering me!

F-ck me, f-ck with me, I need you inside me.
I am not okay, I am not fine, this you can see.
Place me back on the trail from which I veered.
All of my being is f-ck-d and severed.

I'm free, just lost in myself.
I need assistance; I need to forget.
I cannot help myself; I'm the butcher.

I know what's happened to me.
From myself, I must flee.
I'm pleading, help me.
Lick the frost, I'm so lost.
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Finished May 05,2009.