Mad Doll MakerAfraid to Close my eyesMad Doll Maker2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
for when I do
I relive my existence with you.
When I close my eyes
I see your once mesmerizingly beautiful eyes.
I see the eyes of my jailer
and my lover of once upon a time.
You kept me locked away so you have your way
so no one would see your "lovely" crime.
Your workshop was my home
as you made me your pretty toy.
You cut and slashed away my flesh bit by tiny bit
slowly chipping my "imperfections" away.
You bashed away until my will to rebel was finally split
so I would play your twisted games.
You made me into your doll.
You made me believe this torture was love.
My eyes pleaded and screamed my agony
for if I spoke out of turn you would come upon me again.
I was such a pretty doll when i played by your rules.
you ravished me and slashed at me until I screamed and cried,
swearing to obey.
You always painted me so well so no one would realize
and finally see that I was living in hell!
A Masscrade Masscrethe sweet smell of a fresh mind seeing,A Masscrade Masscre2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
for the first time,
the carnage of the world.
For what it really is a massacre,
paper thin faces on parade.
You and I see the lies and blood stains left behind,
along with the truth.
See the stains that no one will admit to
until finally the guilt of their own crimes brings them to show the scars,
less they drive themselves mad trying to conceal them.
In the never ending parade of paper thin faces.
Hide your face so the world may never find you
and your guilty heart.