Morning America Welcome to hell Where mortal souls Give into sinful pleasures Poverty abundance

YOU. Are despicable. A liar. A cheat. Betrayal is your middle name.

My eyes... Are wide open Behind closed eyelids I fake being asleep In hopes to drown

Rip away the veils Casting shadows that dwell Deep inside your soul Send an angel to serenade And seduce me to slumber

The living entity That dwells within me Haunts my presence Where these two feet Will cross

This orb you hold Grasped tightly in your hand Sapping the life... the strength From its miserable youth... It beats not for life

Within this cerebellum Lies a pit Engulfed in flames Stampeding heart Raging force

Elixir of life Feeds this soul Shedding it There is no strife Roses...

Engulfed in flames within The crackling embers Of her bones shake Within this mortal tomb Her anger wake

The famous quote... I’m sure you all can finish that s… So it seems like the truth. Metaphorically speaking. Throw the stones.

Innocent lost lamb... Burrowed into her wings Her heart torn Abandoned... Trapped in her cage

Mirror, Mirror... As a fairy-tale story. A reflection of yourself Looking back at you Can you tell me what you see?

Stare the chaos Look in the sky Can you see that See how clouds cry Can you feel their sorrow