My Own Hell
By Blythe
A place I have created Built with my two hands Why I can't escape it No one understands I constructed these walls Surely built to last Bricks soaked in blood Memories of the past These halls I wander I have set the pace These wrinkles on my forehead I have harmed this face Swallowed the key Sealed the lock Sprung from dilusion Gone into shock I am the ruler And this is my hell I made the blueprints And I know them well Written January 14th, 2002 © on Jan 14 2002 02:53 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"A place I have created..."