Burnt Sarcophagi
Pride in individuality
Only led to lonely
An empty life
Prongs of pain
Driven me to strife
Internal demons
Demand I try
To make myself
Mime my way
Through this life
Only way I can
Live with this
Monstrosity I
Would love to be
Normal, no
It's to late
I have crafted
A man void
Of normality
Quite a individual
Quote a man mental
I cannot handle this void
Between I and others
It is bleak inside this shell
Built around myself
Burning sarcophagus
Plural sarcophagi
Laughing inside, I
Want nothing but to
Make the tomb I weigh
Internal hemorrhage
Cry, I sing to all who hear
This pressure perverts
The love I can give
The love I can take
The bleeding heart pumps
My blood, red and blue
8/17/20 – Andy McRae
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