Stained

"I cannot hide
This feeling I
Have stuck inside
My head tonight

I wish to drown
Upon my frown
Since you've unwound
My pleasure's light

The light bulb blew
Because of you
And now I'm through
With your cold sight

There's something strange
That's in my veins
And it just may
Be evil's might"

Crooked pictures
Make me bitter,
Make me scream, and
Make me give her,
Something to help me remember,
How insane my ax's sender,
Is when she wants to deliver,
Images of dying sinners,
Floating lifeless down a river,
Chopped in pieces while they quiver!
Blood and water in a mixture,
Giving fish their long lost dinner!
Chewing on the flesh and liver,
Getting caught by giant fishers,
Sliced and cooked by hungry wishers,
Then begin to eat their kind!

Crooked are the pictures in my never ending halls...
And crooked are beginners whose minds happen to fall...

"The cobwebs melt
As feelings felt
Cannot be dealt
With smiles bright

So I should kiss
My empty wish
A nice long list
Of screams goodbye

Blood has boiled
Bones now coiled
I am soiled
To my full height

No more to take
I start to shake
There is no way
To keep my mind"

Darkness falling
Makes my mind soak,
In a sea that's
Full of black smoke,
Causing all of my thoughts to choke,
Bathing her with my bloody soap,
Rinsing all life from head to toe!
Into the drain they shall then flow!
Where memories fill dust with woe!
I can feel the breath of death blow!
I lift the ax at my dark foe,
Teaching her the lessons of those,
People who thought that they did know,
What it's like to feel dead, and so
I had swung that ax to and fro!
Now she knew what death was like...

Dark is the blood that is dripping down the hole...
And dark are the depths of my dead forgotten soul...

"Chopping pieces
My heart squeezes
In diseases
Seen in my eyes

Spine is crooked
Mind is shook, and
Soul is cooked to
Rare in surprise

My arms shaking
Heart is racing
I am raging
As hot as spice

Eyes are rolling
Conscience scolding
Now I'm bolding...
Look at my wife!"

Blood is seeping...
Can eyes deceive?
Tears are pouring!
Am I dreaming?
Why can I still hear her screaming?
Why is my sanity teething,
To the point where my mind's reeking,
Making all thoughts not worth thinking,
Forcing my soul to start sinking,
Keeping both my lungs from breathing,
Wanting my heart to stop beating,
Letting all life have no meaning?
Earlier I was still steaming,
Now I can't come to believing,
How my mental self is bleeding!
Now I know what guilt is like...
Stained are the walls of my tragic house of pain...
And stained are the crooked- smiled eyeballs of my brain...

"My eyes both blink
Because I think
Of un thought things...
To end my life!

Things would brighten
Guilt would lighten
My eyes widen
To this surprise

I'm excited
To be quite dead
Ridding all dread
That's in my sight

There's still pressure
I still quiver
Please deliver
My fortune's light!"

Cranking chainsaws
Makes me giggle!
Or perhaps I'll
Use a sickle!
The thought of death makes me tickle,
My awareness of icicles,
That are cold and sharp and trickle
In my wrist just like a pencil!
Draw pictures that are not simple!
Make me feel like a popped pimple!
Shake my reel and rip my dimple!
Cool my senses that are mental!
Sketch the rope that's on my temple!
Tying the noose, my hands tremble...
Is this how I want it to end?
NO! WHY DO "THIS"?
-----Whoops...

I slipped...