Poetry and Pic. by; LadySelene 10/8/2012
I feel mutated, aborted, as I waste away in my now Sullen world.
Filled with agonizing mutant pain, making me feel like a catalyst
I indulge in reminiscence, my past has been untimely devoured
Where once lived happiness, now a darkened necropolis
Disfigurement has caused me to be the forsaken one
In a desolate prison of Society’s Device