Control Blindfold

Head sinks into the mirror of contempt
Collapsing literal structure driven so deep
Shrapnel concocts a snow flake skull of scars
Tedious memoir of torture, harvesting a crop of glass

Pushing force behind the smash becomes me
Breakdown, critical sickness as the heart is hanged
Capital gain by a frustration overload, helpless
Tender flesh will coax a mutilation from within

Bondage silhouette kneeling in the shadows of propensity
Smoke rising as a masked impression unravels
Power of a loss contorts a once manufactured persona
Visage of vomited lust forever bleeds into the eyes