Anguish is the loss of all I feel
Life wrapped up in bouts of pain
I am not exactly sure if I'm even real
Am I incredibly lost or totally insane
Damned by the afflictions of life
And Cursed in the blistering days of strife
I was born into a world of madness
Grown to love and hate the sensation
I wait for that glorious moment of sadness
For abuse was hand-fed and now I take occasion
Physical or whimsical
Conceptual or sexual
Neglectful or emotional
These are the creatures of my long dead past
All knew of my death but no one showed for my mass
My sin was innocence and my hell was sure to last
I would my good sir but I am a Mormon and I have took occasion and previewed your site. It is nice but me and you differ on a few key principals. That is o.k. and I might would follow but I do not want to offend or be offended with my beliefs. Thank you for the opportunity.
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