The pit of your stomach,
yes,
that's where your soul lies.
It's burried so deep,
no one can reach it,
except you.
You can control what goes on
behind closed doors,
and it the dark - yet,
You don't.
Why?
That spot in your stomach,
the very part that seeks
oxygen and sugar and blood,
it feeds off your every move.
It knows what you will do,
even before
it happens.
You're too easy.
Can you feel remorse as
it devours your love?
Can you feel hate as
it knaws at your innocence?
Living is death,
so why aren't you dead?