Tell Me Now

I don't know - forever, never, a few days ago?

These passages of time, the longer they grow.

Tell me, did he come by here?

The burning of flesh, the blood all a smear.

How 'bout two, that work for you?

Two days of torment, of fears that all flew.

Two days, a week, a month gone by.

I wish I had an answer, I wish I knew why.

I wonder now, did he stop for a while,

Or perhaps, did he least of all smile?

One hand of crimson, one hand of gold.

This body of mine, it's so deathly cold.

Tell me now, with your words of pure ice,

The speech that was never simple just nice:

Am I the fumbling, the fragile, the meek

The eager, the hopeless, the desperately weak?

Please, tell me now, my emotions are foreign.

What are the surges of power your hiding in?

Am I the strong, the brave, the fool hardy?

What are these signs given off by my body?

I don't know – how to feel, what to say.

I question everything, every single day.

Tell me, did he come by here? I can't really tell.

I feel like Alice in Wonderland, caught in a spell.

I'm slipping, I'm falling, I'm all caught up.

The facades and displays are all corrupt.

And the most sinister of all, that's growing so fast,

Finger nails like razorblades, appetites so vast,

Monsters that creep, and creatures that howl,

Girls who get slaughtered in nothing but a towel,

A scream, a fright, and unexpected end,

Is my life a reality, a twisted double bend?

I'm losing all sense of fortunate luck,

Tell me what is this pile of muck,

That makes up my life, my fate, my dreams.

This is all much more than it seems.

Tell me now, where did he go?

I don't know - forever, never, a few days ago?
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No one will ever know what this is about, and yet, I am entirely okay with that.