03-08-2020, 12:16 AM
[quote="spocktorock" pid='248282' dateline='1581119647']
I told myself there were demons in my skin
Forcing me to sin
Wearing me
And wearing me thin
And every grin was fake
And every sob and shake
Were lies
And I would wish that I could die
But there aren't any demons in my skin
Because no one else can own my sins
And as I stare in that damned mirror
It draws clearer, ever nearer
Truth that I would hide
I would claw away my hide
And flay this fake face to pay
Whatever god keeps my guilt to cast it away
Or else burn it on some altar
Alter my mistakes, my dross, to gold
But I am that dross, I am that demon
I am the sin, the plague, the stain
That touches all I wear
And nothing white remains
Turn me into ashes, silence all my sins,
Give me to the silence,
Which silence always wins
I admire the progression of this piece; "demons in my skin" is corporeal and tactile affectation; "Alter my mistakes, my dross, to gold" recallls a kind of pious counterfeiting, or better yet, a Rumpestiltskin address to moral laundering. There is room for more virulent verbs for effect, but a strong message indeed.
I told myself there were demons in my skin
Forcing me to sin
Wearing me
And wearing me thin
And every grin was fake
And every sob and shake
Were lies
And I would wish that I could die
But there aren't any demons in my skin
Because no one else can own my sins
And as I stare in that damned mirror
It draws clearer, ever nearer
Truth that I would hide
I would claw away my hide
And flay this fake face to pay
Whatever god keeps my guilt to cast it away
Or else burn it on some altar
Alter my mistakes, my dross, to gold
But I am that dross, I am that demon
I am the sin, the plague, the stain
That touches all I wear
And nothing white remains
Turn me into ashes, silence all my sins,
Give me to the silence,
Which silence always wins
I admire the progression of this piece; "demons in my skin" is corporeal and tactile affectation; "Alter my mistakes, my dross, to gold" recallls a kind of pious counterfeiting, or better yet, a Rumpestiltskin address to moral laundering. There is room for more virulent verbs for effect, but a strong message indeed.