jstephon99

Barely Breathing: Are you feeling cold in here, lost perhaps It makes me wonder if you can even hear me Has your mind degraded into a lump of fat Broken by what you've been forced to endure? As I stroke your cheeks it makes me remember The loving shrillness of your frightened shrieks You screamed and screamed until your throat was bloody As I slowly took your limbs from you... Now you dangle helpless on wires and chains An artistic puppet, which is made from flesh No hands or feet to lash out violently No arms or muscles to thrash... The breath that rasps from your broken lips Is the sound that tells me, you are still alive But