Christ 



The suffering and misery that I endure 

to harbor thoughts so brizzare 

beyond impure 



Mother, I'm here 

to do all the 

things that you long 

for me to do 



I love when we're 

in our reside alone late 

at night and you embrace me 



Now you found another 

to do all the things that 

we used to do at night 

in our room 



Now I experience sexual 

neglect at 10 years old 



Now your life means nothing to me 

after all the pain you caused me 

Just to see you with another guy 

I guess I'm the only one was just a lie 



I confront you with sexual trunstration built up inside 

of me but you deny the pleasure 

you'll now die in vain 



The suffering and misery 

that I endure to see your 

streaks ob blood still run 

down the wall 



You can now not leave me 

but your death was not in vain 

even though your body's cold 

I can still enjoy you in death 

Mother