My life is full of motion,
I see time just pass by,
I pray to death with all devotion;
And can only await my demise.
People tell me I'm wrong,
But they don't see the aching and struggle,
Not knowing the lines to my sad song;
They think my intentions are trouble.
Sometimes I create a disaster,
Just to see if someone really cares,
Not knowing the aftermath after;
I leave everyone scared.
I had a dream of killing and bloodshed,
Woke up to tormentous nights,
Even the tip of my breath,
Had the odor of hate,
And the taste for despise.
People ask me the same question,
And it makes me sick in the brain,
I can care less about suggestions;
My life's had enough of the pain.
So I close my eyes and inhale,
I know this world is not so complex,
You said you been through hell,
Well I've been there in the FLESH!