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Wed 20 Dec, 2006 08:54 am
As I lie here every thing seems unclear
My imagination runs rampant
I have no control over what I do so I feel fear
The voices within my mind chant.
So this is what they call insane
Not knowing reality from imagination
If every one only knew my pain
People would not look at me and make fun.
From the deep dark well of my mind I have no control
The things I do some body else does
There are two of me one being my foe
I take the blame for everything he does.
In my mind he causes all the rage I feel
How can I make people it's not me but him
If only some way him I could kill
For him I feel like I always go out on a limb.
Possessing my very essence and soul
Evil, deadly he makes me be
On my life he really takes a toll
Please, God from him let me flee.
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