Crimson Haze

Sick - Poem by Crimson Haze

I was sick
I was twisted
I was hidden from the truth

Now this world has opened up to me
and I release this monster within me!

Now when I twitch
it starts the whole fit
and I can't contain me

My mind is always racing
and tormenting me
this darkness is surrounding and tearing at me
I see your face and reach for you
you, you, I thought I needed you
you, you, I thought I trusted you
you, you, but you won't help me!

You threw me down
scratching my way out
and completely flipping out!

This world is opened to me
I can't contain myself!
I start to twitch
and begin my fit
as I release the monster
this world within me!

You told me I was sick
that I'm twisted
This world is not my own
and now your better off alone

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 6, 2010

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