I Express Myself Through Writing
Standing here at the gates of Hell
Thinkin' to myself, "Go on up, ring that bell."
Just step to the head of the line and knock
Knock like you know where you're at
and know where you're goin'
Scream at the gatekeeper,
"Let me in!" "Let me in!"
"Let's get this sentence over with!"
Then what must've been metal against metal
thundrous 'clangs', and deafening 'clacks'
Each oppressive wave
building pressure on the brain
He's at the door now, he must be
then a slight release
as my ears pop and then bleed.
Taking a quick glance back at the line
I suppose, just to see if they're sharing this feeling
I see no pools of blood nor tears of pain
No colors of red, just one color, white
The whites of their eyes, opened wide
Just staring at what is now behind me
Before I can even whip my head 'round to match their gaze
I feel it inside, chasing my veins
A cold darkness ripping into my mind, body, and soul
Like a slow-reach and creep, just skulking about
Like a predator hunting for prey
Not for survival but for play
Forced from the core to the outer edges
Spirit and soul, lost all control
Fear squeezing it out of my fingers and toes
Feelin' a pull now, towards the door
Spirit and soul gonna be left out here, all alone
Immediately I'm dropped right there
just behind the other side of a closed gate
Also, now, there's this length of chain
it seems to only lead one way
Out of ignorance, I move to leap and jump to my feet
Finding the usual effort this takes
does not move me from place
I've not yet taken into account
what's been forced out
Spirit and soul no longer holding up
the fraction of the body, it's senses
All the poundage now given
to this purely physical existence
Should've accepted what was there, when it was there
Now I'll have to do some time without
You'll see it's much harder this time around
Thinkin' to myself, "Go on up, ring that bell."
Just step to the head of the line and knock
Knock like you know where you're at
and know where you're goin'
Scream at the gatekeeper,
"Let me in!" "Let me in!"
"Let's get this sentence over with!"
Then what must've been metal against metal
thundrous 'clangs', and deafening 'clacks'
Each oppressive wave
building pressure on the brain
He's at the door now, he must be
then a slight release
as my ears pop and then bleed.
Taking a quick glance back at the line
I suppose, just to see if they're sharing this feeling
I see no pools of blood nor tears of pain
No colors of red, just one color, white
The whites of their eyes, opened wide
Just staring at what is now behind me
Before I can even whip my head 'round to match their gaze
I feel it inside, chasing my veins
A cold darkness ripping into my mind, body, and soul
Like a slow-reach and creep, just skulking about
Like a predator hunting for prey
Not for survival but for play
Forced from the core to the outer edges
Spirit and soul, lost all control
Fear squeezing it out of my fingers and toes
Feelin' a pull now, towards the door
Spirit and soul gonna be left out here, all alone
Immediately I'm dropped right there
just behind the other side of a closed gate
Also, now, there's this length of chain
it seems to only lead one way
Out of ignorance, I move to leap and jump to my feet
Finding the usual effort this takes
does not move me from place
I've not yet taken into account
what's been forced out
Spirit and soul no longer holding up
the fraction of the body, it's senses
All the poundage now given
to this purely physical existence
Should've accepted what was there, when it was there
Now I'll have to do some time without
You'll see it's much harder this time around
31-35, M