eyes getting wider
consitraction better
I stare at my mutilated wrist
as the blood drips
wat kind of monster could do something like this?
and thats exactly wat did it a monster filled with resent
filled with rage
wanting me to pass away
as I turn to the mirror of my bathroom wall
I stare deeply into the eyes of the monter
my hatred for myself
my hatred for life
has taken over my actions and taken over my mind
the inner monster within myself I find
but it is to late
no way to tame
whats done is done
the monsters been slayed
and as proof the monster is gone
take a walk through a grave yard
and stare at my name on a rock

 
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