*~* Corrupt *~*

                    

 

Innocence is a beautiful thing to corrupt

Beauty will choke you and make you thin

Beautiful innocence

Twisted and sick

But you won't care - you won't care

'Cos you won't realise

Until it's too late to save yourself from what you have become

This cycle of madness

Is not what you deserve, but what you get

And razor blades heal

You try to cut it away

But it's your life and without it you'll fade

But never mind - I don't care either

Nothin' matters 'cos it's too late for me too

He tries to block the agony but it's already there

His prettiness is too much for me to take

I wanna burn it off, take it all away

I want to be pretty but not like you

So I f*ck him, try to take a piece of him for my own

It never works

I only end up feeling worse than before

Dirty and used, like a silly little whore

This has been going on for too long

There is no pleasure, there is no pain

The bullshit that comes out is caught between clouds of lie

Soulless pity in a web of confused guilt

The more I struggle, the more I want to be free, so I've stopped trying

I'm content in my own little world with those who love me

Those who hate me

Those who want me to die

I wish the same for them

Fuck your children

You know they want it

You can see it in their eyes as you fuck them

Or so you think

So you force yourself to believe

To remove the guilt that you feel

For enjoying what you know has got to be your ticket to the blessed hell

 

Come take me away

I'll be your little girl

Use my innocence

Corrupt my mind

 

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