Nosedive

Nosedive

A Chapter by Cysmin

I just dont care anymore what people think about me.
You see the facts through your own eyes and still come back and doubt me.
It makes me want to shout bloody prayers, and nosedive out of a f*****g plane.
This s**t you force into my brain is slowly driving me insane.
But dont give me no attention while im crying out in pain.
Nosedive turns to a screaming fall, my face into a stain.
Crash through your window pane, carcass flies into your room.
Cremated in the devils fire, swept away with god's white broom.


© 2011 Cysmin


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Cysmin
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