Its hard sometimes, for me to keep alot of my thoughts under-wraps
But the years have gone by, and slowly I've become better at mastering my self control
Expect for a few moments of madness, where i don't understand who, what, or where i am.
And all i see is the crimson red rage
My rage
My over-fill of emotion pouring out
And becoming destructive
It's like a form of self defence, which only leads to my own destruction inevitably
I hurt the people who i love the most
All they do is say hi
Or ask how i am
And i bite their heads off in pure hatred
When nothing...
NOTHING is their fault over whats transpired
Nothing but my own self-hatred
My own self-bitterness
And my self-dispise
Thats when i begin to cry
And scream
Sometimes to Slipknot
Sometimes to Muse
Sometimes to the high heavens
I cry my pain away
I wish it away...
Then i begin rebuilding my Terminated self control for the next time
The next person
The next night of angish waiting in the dark to happen
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