Sometimes I think to myself: What is wrong with me? Then I reiterate and ask: What is wrong with the world? When I was young I was considered…

I find her on the floor Bloodied and broken I fall to my knees Wondering why It was never meant to be this way

Fallen from grace An angel inside Screaming for freedom With no place to hide Slowly falling

Heart black as death Laugh cold as night Holding me hostage In your torturous might Grasping my final breath

Can you see A shadow in the dark The monsters lurking Waiting to tear you apart The blood of their latest victim

Closer and closer every day Until I say something Then it melts away Learning to control My ability to talk

Rip my soul to shreds You claws so sharp My blood glistens on the edge Don’t understand my pain Caused by your selfish needs

Buried deep inside Hidden from view Walls towering so high With no way through Then you came along

A double-edged blade in my conscie… Of battle and freedom, Of death and loss. I fight for my country, When they fight for theirs,

What’s the point When your all alone Nobody there to love you Not even in your home Sometimes I feel

Death and decay follow me, Like a shadow I cannot escape. I hear the screams of the fallen, In my dreams, How I wish I could wake.

Sadness Hopeless Broken Bruised You tell me you know

All you need is a spark And then the flame ignites Somedays it’s almost dead Somedays it’s burning bright In order to feed the flame