Anger burns through my soul,
Hate smoulders in my eyes,
My sane mind slowly dies,
My sanity tries,
But fails to keep peace.
I want to kill,
To fill,
The void in me,
To set me free,
No luck.
I turn in on myself,
Eating my own heart,
Drinking my blood,
My anger still a flood,
At myself.
I hate nothing,
Loath everything,
I love nothing,
Treasure everything.
My mind is confused,
My soul abused,
Broken and torn.
I break and tear,
My useless hair.
I want to win,
As I cut my skin.
I want to burn my hands.
I scream in rage,
It seems an age,
That distant stage,
Of when I liked my life,
The time with no strife.
I fall and weep,
As tears creep,
That liquid starts to seep,
From my smashed existence.