Eulogy

The strands of memories spread like webs of cold, along my skin I feel the frost taking its hold. Burning up, my insides start to freeze. Cannibalistic past, thoughts rife with disease. Come and set me free! Stand my ground, won't let the bastards grind me down. I'm bold, I'm strange, won't let their fears make me afraid. There's hope we'll change! Spiders crawl across my scars at night, picking at the scabs of regrets in my life. The darkness whispers madness as she calls my name. Murky faded like a fog of acid rain, wash away the pain. I'll stand my ground, won't let the bastards grind me down. I'm bold, I'm strange, won't let their fears make me afraid. There's hope we'll change! The pain goes on and on under a crushing weight. Sweating and paralyzed upon the bed of my own hate. The night is never ending as I struggle for control. Where will I find the peace of sleep inside this hole? I'll stand my ground, won't let the bastards grind me down. I'm bold, I'm strange, won't let their fears make me afraid. There's hope we'll change!