you think he’ll save you?
you think your prayers will save you?
you're nothing but a stupid worthless bitch
there is no god, we are you!
i push and i resist
while darkness is all around me
the shaman comes by with a hug, a second of kindness
but instantly judges and smudges
wanting to lock me in this room
alone with them
perhaps foolishly thinking my demons will get him
when all i want to do is spend this trip aside
but still see and hear the others outside
close to me, with the door open
Love is not necessarily physical proximity
Love is Spirit, as Faith and Hope
and at the deepest core i know that
once i overcome, i'll join the group
but judgment makes me choke
i try to puke
it's supposed to help
i can't
eyes open, all i see is shadows
relentless feeling of dissatisfaction
nothing left but to shut the eyes
and listen, then they grow frantic
satanic symphony in a crescendo
they're fucking, abusing, murdering
destroying everything that i am
but there's no choice left but to listen
pissing their violence all over me
i'm crying from the hurt
why doesn't God love me?
hissing and sneering
why aren't my angels appearing?
domination and hate all around
sadness and weakness within me
FINE! I'LL LISTEN!!!!
you happy now? i'm listening!
i listen
suddenly, a moment of freedom
as i catch onto their monotonous rhythm
a flash of a pleasant mental state
not filled with anger, depression, hate, etc
a through this jiffy i can finally see
they’re not really me!
i catch on and immerse myself in this momentum
the visuals rearrange themselves to calmness
acceleration of vibration
Demons
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