Oh what a rush to feel evil touch your face....  Or
to walk with God in all his grace

These demonic beings deep inside
they want to play
they don't want to hide 

I greet my death with arms open wide
The pain no more
it's been pushed a side

Head full of warnings and mental bliss
I except the bloody splatter
of my own brain matter in which I sit

The smell of burning flesh consumes
my nose

There is no love in here...
So I guess now I know

These beings have now taken an animal form

Sharp teeth.. long claws through my flesh thrashed and torn

As they turn away and start to rise

Like a bolt of lightning... they escape through my eyes

Now on the loose.... death and destruction in mind

Containment may be even hard for me to find

As the last breathe releases from my chest cavity

I wander what is my purpose in this life I never asked to be

No more pulse, no more heartbeat
this is how it has to be

All that is left now is to be thrown into the darkness of the eternal black sea

The punishment I shall surely recieve
Will be spent hearing the prayers of all those who cared for me.


-Tina Goode
Feb. 18, 2006

Dedicated: To Me!