Metamorph

Blood on the wall
Blood on your hands
Hurting yourself
Yet paining others
Lust and greed
Unborn hate of self
False death of the soul
Destruction of your mind
Shut out the words of friends
Because we know the truth
We care for you in ways unknown
The pain is in our minds
The blood stains on your skin
Rage and violence only fuel anger
You pain yourself on the outside
Yet disease our minds with thoughts of death
No chance for us to say goodbye
You took your mind, thrown out the door
Fuck up your life, knives drugs & alcohol
"Satisfaction will never come"
Say the voices in your mind
All you ask is silence
From the bullshit preached to you
"Can I ever get out of here?"
"Will I ever fit in?"
Questions asked to yourself
Walking alone, the world's against you
A flicker of light, the back of your mind
A glimmer of an old friend, a reason to live.
Memories lost of all the good times
Suddenly remembered, bringing tear to eye
Finally you realize, you mean more
To those around you than you could ever imagine
Your fantasy world dissappears,
Reality and friends are now revealed
Your life now forever changed
In hope to soon get better
The surreal fantastical man
Transformed into warrior-poet forever

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