• I feel insane, maybe it has something to do with the pain.
    You cry in the rain, but you're still the same.
    Broken and malevolent, thats all you'll ever be.
    You're like a parasite to me.
    Infesting within my heart and nesting,
    Resting within my soul and testing.
    Depressing, is how you're story ends.
    Pretends to mend, but can you really defend;
    Against those God awful screams?
    Pulling your life apart at the seams.
    But all this really means,
    Is that this is over.
    Your memory, an anesthetic to my affliction.
    A cure for my addiction,
    A gate for my restriction.
    Just like a pain reliever for my disease,
    Can you see now what you've done to me?
    You've twisted and contorted all i've ever known.
    Through malice you've distorted this life that I call my own.
    But you've made it apparent, i'm either miserable or alone.