P.S........ THIS IS THE ORIGINAL, as with paranoid, the rewrite is much better, i just don't have the time to put it onto my computer just yet


deformity
lies before me
like that of a newborn child
will you look me in my eyes
will you tremble in my presence
stare into my soul
black and cold, forbidden

the lord's angel came to me today, in the deguise of a silly child
he took my hand and told me to repent. WHAT HAVE I DONE!
spoke to me inside an daydream or maybe it was the latest nightmares
told me i was one of the many chosen ones, to spread his worth, word
maybe another chapter of my delusional mind,playing illusions in my head. in my hand
out of boredom,holds no morality,fret around my mind
GO, fetch me my gun, fetch me my mind and mania highens everytime

laughed in his face, my heart would of broke at his enraged expression
if i had believed
i'm sure he'll come again tomorrow, with a sort of a cure for my unsubmissive soul

delusive,shallow,infected,egoism,submissive,resignation,delusion,confusion

she takes my hand,leads me down the hall, into a crowded room
full of thousands of dying phophets, leaves me here
alone for a time, beckons me to believe, yet i can't consider
again she takes my hand,to show me what the future may hold

insanity takes a new twist, i beg of you, to take me and strap me to that chair or bed
whichever pleases your eyes, set rest in your mind, the delusions
will somehow disappear
if you ignore the screaming child

again he takes my hand, leads me thru a set of hallways
straight to a room
filled with heart broken suicidal wretched teens and others
again she takes my hand, only in dreams or in a very elaborate, illusive sleep can such esixt, and leads me thru many doorways
whispering in my ears
truth or delusional confusing yet simple lies
she beckons the others to take a part of me
pulling me in everywhich way
again he takes my hand, such sweaty palms and ignorance,does exist here on this plane, or is this my handmade alternate reality,
he leads me back to my slumber,shaking and screaming
smiles at my scar ed and forbidden body, so messed and unforgiving
of my past, my mistakes will not vaporize

the lords angel came to me today in the form of a forgotten piece
maybe it was my right,maybe it was my chance, but this can not
exist for me......to believe and devote?
GO fetch me my gun, fetch me my mind, mania highens everytime
.......he took my hand,another ride,another nightmare that leaves me in all my boredom, to panic and disappear
takes me some place, somewhere out there, DARK and COLD
shiver in my skin, THIS IS NOT THE LORDS ANGEL
this is not the boy that came to be yesterday,
leads me to a room of nothingless..........handbuilt just so it fits me
.......this my friend can not be
i can't be forced into believing

he built my realm of boredom and delusional confusion to prefection upon
his castle in the sky

an angel came to me today in the deguise of a silly child/man