Insanity

by The Black Rose   Oct 22, 2006


Pain in my arm,
Pain in my wrist.
the blood is warm
that drips from the knife in my hand

Blood on the floor,
Blood in the knife.
i can't take it anymore
from the struggeling within

screaming voices everywhere
screaming voices in my head
living in a giant nightmare
my life is like hell

the pain in my arm isn't fading,
it's growing, more and more
everthing i do, everyone thinks i'm faking
but all i do is helping myself
helping my self out of this hell...

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