A Mental Cancer II - Self-Inflicted Violence

My hands are tierd

My bones crumble,

Ive been poisoned again

Living with scarps

Ive found myself

Stabbing innocence, In The back,

I adapted myself

Surving only to fall

Dacing in the face of death

Now young like this new age, living in a rage, In a dream,

Inside my head they say,

Voices prying on its pry, another delusion, A failed mind,

(Everywhere i go the knowledge i gain is broken, Inside my eyes i see a lurking

shadow embacing insanity)