Own Private Hell
Hey yo listen to my story I have to tell
Its about this world, my own private hell
Everything in it is messed up fucked up
Especially for one with dumb luck, no luck
You want to do it, sorry you can't, not a loud
Yet try and do something to make someone else proud
Depressed and shit over uncontrollable circumstances
Infinite lives but so few chances
Torture so refined you call it daily life
Like a dropping of water to the head to block out the strife
My private hell doesn't really care who the fuck you are
You may be written about to be remembered by those who care
Welcome, I hope you enjoy
And while your here remember your just a toy
Being played with like you have never been played with before
How does it feel to be my hell's whore?



Comments:
 
lauralee   lauralee wrote
on 5/12/2010 7:42:18 PM
my favorite line was 'torture so refined you call it daily life' because i get that.

KLHpensil   KLHpensil wrote
on 5/11/2010 1:47:01 PM
This is intense. It stirred me. I figure you probably wrote this simply to express, but with some editing it could be a big hit. The line which stirred me the most was the last one, "How does it feel to be my hell's whore?" Such vivid expression. Bravo.

Ryan
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Never back down because i am never afraid of failing.
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