Actually, this does not seem very forced to me. I love the opening two lines:

"These walls that crawl and worlds that spin

These veins that twirl beneath my skin"

and I love the stanza "touch". I love it!

"These cries that render Heaven clear." Powerful phrasing!

My favourite section would have to be "Touch." The imagery within it is quite awe-inspiring. :)

"These mouldy walls that keep me home." Chilling. Creepy. Sad. Haunting.

"Taste these bitter rays of morning sun." AMAZING LINE! :D :D :D