It’s Comming On So Slowly,
It’s First Showing It Self,
At First I Barely Noticed,
But Now I’m Catching Up
First There Was The Music,
First There Was The Sound,
The Screaming Hell Of Something
Terrible Being Born In This World
All I Can Think Of Is Writing,
I Want To Place This Rage,
It’s Taking Over My Hand,
It’s Writing This All Down
Then It Started Watching,
Now It’s Silent Stalking,
It Follows Me Home,
And Creeps Into My Soul
Help Me I Cannot Speak
Help Me I Cannot Think
It’s Looking At The People Around Me,
It’s Seeing Into Your Souls,
Causing Me To Go Insane,
It Hates You And Everything
It Makes Me Want To Eat You,
It Makes Me Want To Vomit You,
It Makes Me Want To Hurt You,
It Makes Me Want To Kill You,
It Makes Me Want To Hide,
It Makes Mw Want To Die,
It Makes Me Then My Outside Changed,
The Hair, The Clothes, The Way I Walk
The Way I Act, The Way I Talk,
The Looks On Your Face,
Reflecting The Ways Of My Face,
My Expressionless Pit Of Eyes
That Go Down Into Its Soul,
Yes You Can See It You Can See It
It’s Devouring Me I Can’t Get Loose
I Shake And Cry Plead And Pull
But It Only Seethes Around,
And Into My Soul Faster
Its Grip Hardens I Scream In Pain
I Need Release I Need Help Me
When It Sleeps I’m Almost Myself
When I Am Alone I Can Almost Taste It
Normality The Person I Once Was,
But When It Returns
When I Know It Will
But Do I Really Want It To Go?