This is the system, <br />Key of self destruction, <br />Our Minds rot with dark, <br />And our hearts are wrapped in Barbed Wire, <br /> <br />Bleeding Tormenting Killing, <br />No one around to hear your brutal screams, <br />And you cry out in pain, <br />And wither in agony, <br /> <br />A pentagram couldn't protect you from, <br />What I'll do to you, <br />Soul sucker from hell, <br />With a body that kills, <br /> <br />Words are like rope, <br />They wrap your throat, <br />and kill you, <br />Making you choke and bleed, <br /> <br />Death is a blanket, <br />That will suffocate you, <br />Until you can only see, <br />The darkness of the sheets, <br /> <br />My mind bleeds for the lost protection, <br />The savior couldn't give, <br />So I shun myself, <br />And Cut off my big toe, <br /> <br />You think your dark, <br />Just try and figure out, <br />The point of this poem, <br />Emos think their are but aren't,<br /><br />Dani Baxter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-funeral-of-absolution/
