I'm a muted cacophony,
Sealed lips, screaming thoughts:
Evils never to be divulged;
This villain never caught.

I give myself to Silence;
My glaring truth concealed
But the endless tide of blood remains
Though clotted and congealed.

Marauding desolation
Jibes my fragile form,
But I speak not of my malady
And leave myself forlorn.

Eluded by redemption,
Caught in Satan’s pyre
I await incineration,
The sweet reprieve of fire.

For Well-deserved damnation
Shall be my last respite:
No longer bound by secrecy
No longer forced to fight.

Sweet hell is my sweet requiem
I’ll be amongst my kin
I’m heaven’s damned pariah
My secrets are my sin.