Not Good

Sickened, twisted
Inside myself
I’m crying crying dying lying
Tie me up and tape me down
I finally feel
And I take it back
I take back all the happy I ever stole
From some poor innocent child
I knew this was too good to be true
And I never held joy of my own
I must have taken this
And karma is retracting
Your cold shoulder
Is freezing me into this hell
And I’m forever stuck, unable to move
I shout but what’s the use?
I was born to reside here anyhow
Spaz, tick
Outside myself
I’m hurting hurting hurting hurting
Chain my hands and stuff my mouth
I finally felt
And I gave it back
Unwillingly because it was never mind
Ripped from an angel
Now I’m at the breaking point
Slash, slash, hold
Your heated glare
Is burning me at the stake
And I’m melded to the hatred
I whimper but why?
I will die everywhere I turn