Control

Give me yourself. I want to invade you. I want to nest in your thoughts. I want to fester, And swim through your blood. I want to block your arteries, And surge through your chest, Like electric pads in the emergency room. While your left arm goes numb, And falls limp at your side. I want you to turn left. I want you to go right. I will tell you when to go, When to stop, When to breathe, When to suffocate, When to releave yourself, Where to releave it, Who to releave it on, You will feel me inside. That deep, hemmorhoidal itch, That's me. Burning, Irritating you into submission. And all it takes is but a twist, A tug, A pull in the wrong direction, And presto! You're doubled over. Right where I want you.Felt evil at the time I wrote this. I'm really just a happy guy. Written November 21st, 2001 © on Nov 21 2001 07:20 AM PST   0 • 1