Untold chronicles of a restless mind

It's weird....
when the sun rises,
Β my blood rises..
Something about it makes theΒ monster within,
not want to stay in disguise..
so I gaze into the mirror as if I'm talking to him, only to find myself lost in the constant turmoil
Of where I begin ..and he resides....
Is there a difference....
Maybe I'm the hindrance ...
Maybe he should be the one in control
To wreak havoc....
Terror.... And
Fear...
In the eyes of every incompetent Fucking human being.....
Not to kill,
No....
To torture...
Β not for pleasure,
Β But in hope that maybe...
Β they will....
Β if even for just a little while,
Β know the pain they so blindly inflict
On a daily Fucking basis with their selfish...
Β greedy...
narcissistic Fucking way of life that they hold so dear......and
Near to their cold...
Egotistical...
Falsely beating organ that they so happily refer to as heart.....
Never question...
Cuz I'm stuck in my mind
So stop...
rewind...
I gotta find the line...
That separates me from the monster..
That's trapped inside my mind...

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