Unwritten Hazard



my blood's at a still state skins colder and through
finished with the temple I held,I've chosen to move.
but even if the reaper didn't stray closer to you.
Why isn't my own death blown over the news?
I roam the atmosphere,alone I forever tear.
If my death cry is silent it's like I was never here.
the corpse is still forced in the garbage disposel.
I departed from clothes,I'm nude and my body is totaled.
I'm 8 years old and witnessed such sinical images
at a close distance but I'm still empty with witnesses
a body decayed,unspotted but rotten for days.
the final actions my nerves took was throbben with pain.
mouth was covered with tape as I was sufferin rape.
by the father figure no comfort could come into play.
I've always wondered what spawned his hate for me.
it seems the blaim was shamed on the day we grieved.
Since moms grave became on my birthday to breath.
she took her last gasp,so maybe I should pay the free.
Father in the sophmore class,as he asked to date
the pressure for sex is,the reason that she passed away.
the wedding gown uninhabited,but now she lays
in hell with the devil,in heaven no cloud is saved.
but at least its evident of where her residence.
I forever live,on the surface where my flesh and my essense is.
I'm begging for an eye, to cross my corpse's light.
regrets of birth,a wish to have pay abortions price.


i could have sworn i dropped already...well here..