I never contemplated from adolescence to a man Why I'm so quiet, with little friends, Could the reason be I'm whispering to spirits? Apparitions inside my head. I tried fighting off the demons Until the showed me what I needed, Conjuring emotions and violent solutions. I let them burrow deeper and possess a part of me. Now I am one with the damned! They're fucking tempting me! The tension keeps rising! Tell me it's alright to make wreckless decisions, Assert my vengeance! I want to force them to feel what it's like to be Still covered in the scars of past oppressors. Fortunately, I healed faster indulging in grief. Still, I'll never forgive what was done to me! My escape is empty highways. A simple pen serves well as my weapon, After being held captive, slightly considering death, Once one thing I loved was robbed from me. Slicing a knife through the wrist Was the first and final attempt. Leaving behind the mental abuse and emotional stress, I'm harmed, buf finally free. When I think about it I don't need help. I just inflicted scars to watch myself bleed. Maybe to realize how damaged I am internally. No longer suppressing memories, The past had to be released! I'm not miserable now. Still you couldn't handle what transpires within my dreams. Incessant rambling, Horrific crime scenes. If there was a god, he's punishing me. For years of defiance and blasphemy. Where was my calm before or after the storm? Even when I reach R.E.M. my mind is still at war.