Déjà Vu

Here I am again
Needles digging through
The lids of my eyes
Sewing them shut
As I am opened up
Remove the worthless
The heart
Weak and dark from trials
Just as should be
The soul
Hardly even there
But rid of anyhow
The scalpel cuts open my head
And my scalp splits in two
The drill saws through
Agonizing pain
There is still need for it
But insert the darkness
And the hate
Make me calculating
Needles break through my skin
Thousands of things crawling the walls
Dismembered hands
Arachne's spawn
The ghosts I knew once
My vocal chords are gone
My mouth left wide
I awaken to my cell
My hell
And I'm alive
SmilesGoForMiles SmilesGoForMiles
18-21, M
Jan 23, 2013