You took me to a place,
Ive been a time before.
The darkest closets of my mind,
What did you hope
That I would find.
I found a peace away from here
Where everything became so clear
Purgatory is endless
In your realm of fear.
The ultimate price, for tranquil life.
I cant.
Id rather find comfort in the knife,
Sitting in this cold bath,
I hear you call my name.
And all I need to do for you,
Is make my exit from this game.
Alc Harris
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/purgatory-4/
