Voices beginThese words, the sounds, the people from thin airScreaming my name every time I close my eyesNo peace I have at night, no sanity within is leftWhat monster stirs inside me that will not let me flyI cannot help but to realizeThese shards of broken dreamsInternal devastation annihilates mental healthI'm disappearing, not to be missed so it seemsI still hang on to one last hopeMy one last chance to liveThe wind beneath these broken wingsThe only voice I consider, to remain active
Badass.You know your BADASS!When you have just converted a Troller!
Badass.You know yourBADASSwhen you have just converted a TROLLER!
ParanoiaFull blown Contemplation becomes aggravating Paranoia.It's driving me INSANE!My head swells up with burning thoughtsof pain and agonyWhile at the same time a foreign sense of <3felt Compassion.This ConflictionThis COLLISIONisDestroying Me!Breaking me down.My wall-----My life---------My-selfis disappearing at the hands of something unknown...This may be the first time I Truly experience Fear.Yet, I Welcome it into my own Mind.I don't know if it's war I look for or a sense of security knowing what is to come...Unwilling to go back into the Cold Dark Murky Realm I had Lingered in for so longI allow myself to tear apartto shatterat each thought of any harm toward<Strong>
MemoriaA past to look back ononly to find lies and no sense of securitya life full of paranoiaand feelings of inferiorityMemories are my prosecutermy broken hopes and dreamsshattered to peicesby the sight of true realityas the days moved onthe darkness grew colderno light to guide methe previous fire be smolderedrecollection should be a gifta way life may prosperto remember good timesnot dreams that have been slaughteredDays of todaybecome more cleara new begining I feela future without fearI heed no warningI continue re-assuredfor moments of true happinessI have recaptured