Behind The Door (Evil Attitude Miqs) - Pzychobitch

December?

She made YOU passing the sill

And closed the door — behind you

It’s hard to believe what you see…

Everything and nothing

Cannot describe with words

Words of pain — or words of hope…

You feel bashed and adored by your own creation

That is now laughing about you

About your will to live — and your will to die!

You missed the point!

Did not see that you brought her into being

Being… being what?

What you can’t realize…

But now YOU passed her sill

And will never understand!