Crown Of Thorns
Crimson rains down my porcelain face
As death is sleeping, a crown of Thorns placed upon my crooked head
Reminds me I'm no longer dreaming
Unhealthy is this fascination! A crown of desperation
Clings to my selfish form
Unhealthy is the destination it takes me
Reeling from the hunger it bestows upon me
It grips me
Pricks me
Will I ever be free?
It promises me the forsaken world
You're heart
Survival is a wrought, warped view
It was never clean from the start
As death is sleeping, a crown of Thorns placed upon my crooked head
Reminds me I'm no longer dreaming
Unhealthy is this fascination! A crown of desperation
Clings to my selfish form
Unhealthy is the destination it takes me
Reeling from the hunger it bestows upon me
It grips me
Pricks me
Will I ever be free?
It promises me the forsaken world
You're heart
Survival is a wrought, warped view
It was never clean from the start
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Writer(s): Darker Thoughts
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