Man Made Monster

[Keith]

1st Edit
Cornered by this damp stale room,
Cockroaches know my game,
flickering elevator to hell,
whispers that we’re all insane.

Manic strokes on calloused legs,
buckled tight, mind can’t breathe,
concrete wall will render sleep
tongue tastes iron when I bleed

Through teeth bled by guarded hands
inflicted pain with sticks concealed,
spittle runs to blood tiled floors,
the monsters makers are revealed.

Piss myself to gain your stage,
wild eyes have brought their fight,
the arms I bite bare my name,
moths have stained my naked light.



Original
Cornered in this dim dank room,
Cockroaches know my game,
flickering elevator to hell,
whispers that we’re all insane,

Rubbing hands on calloused knees,
praying that my wrists will bleed,
someone help me, hurt me please,
concrete wall will feed my need.

Through teeth smashed onto doors,
open sores, once picked won’t heal,
spitting mouth, blood tiled floor,
the man made monster is revealed.

Piss myself to seek out pain,
wild eyes have learned to fight,
the arms I bite bare my name,
moths have stained my naked light.