Impaled by the thorn, mechanical
inane it’s your sacrifice
rational thought evaded
by false concept
collapse and paralyze
i am turning the inside out,
for the rest of duration
penetrate to feel on the inside,
grip of lust or love i can’t decide
tears thicken self-control override
repressed, release is dignified
i am turning the inside out,
for the rest of duration
fallen down to my knees
bleeding violently over me
silenced by words of hate
laying motionless
walking toward the light
