Its Comming On So Slowly

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?