I'm at the mercy of my brain
And it's eating me alive
So I saw the skin that was trapping me in
And I ripped at the outside
Until it looked like my heart
Ravaged and bleeding
It was pure from the start
And now was barely beating
I'm in a rut, it's all the same
In the shadows of a demon
And it’s driving me insane
I know there’s no escape
I’m at the mercy of my brain

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To Write On My Heart
PoesiaA mirror to her soul. Look into her eyes for there is the key. Her heart is locked and I you won't ever know who she really is. The soul is the reason you take a chance on her because to know who she really is, is magic. So look into her eyes, and g...