I think I speak with more sense
Only when I am silent
I'd say its hard
I'd say its violent
But my thoughts already a war machine
Inside, tangling my intestines
Brash and offensive
The fracture extensive
I am a soldier limping
To the ultimate dream
After breaking everyone
In ways that cant be seen
Crimson is
The background of these eyelids
Open and it pretends
Like a spy on loose ends
Then I move my tongue
Let the words roll off my lips
Mouth of steel
As unresponsive
But ears outside
Cut off and blood excessive
I think like a cycle
Who am I
Before I fall
To whose arms I crawl
I say my name
not like a prayer
I say my pain
As concrete like paper
Then a grumble starts in my chest
Like an awakened monster
The negativity, the anger
Out to my pores
Tingling my finger
I'd want to say
No I am not my anger
No I am not my somber
No I am not my rather
But for now
It is all I ever am
Everything I don't know
I am no one
In this body of someone
I became my pain
I want to say sorry
Forgive me
For not biting back
The animosity
Crushed dignity
I never cradled lightly
Forgive me
For the color of pain
I painted on your cherished plains
I was so addicted to sadness
I wasnt sane
For all the people
I hurt
While I was hurting
My sadness is not enough
For the cost of your pain
The heavy cloud
I wish didnt taint
The color of your soul
I almost taken away
I cant give it back anyway
