My Perspective

Maniac

Bitter thoughts cross my mind,
Used to be a pure soul inside,

These thoughts so raw and disgusting,
Just like you,
frustrating,

Clenching my fists,
Digging deep in my skin,
The blood pouring,
Is soothing.

You turned me into a maniac,
For together we were insane,
But now that you have left,
Leaving me with your dirty deeds to keep,
Your image nothing but grease.

O, how I want to claw your face,
My goodness you took away.