it holds me
binds me
controls me
it is slowly killing me
wraped around me through
my heart
around my wrists and ankels
forcing me to ast as its puppet
to do things
i dont want to do
it makes me lust
for things i
hate
but i feel nothing
my blade thaks care of
that
i cant stop
i wish to
make it stop
noone
can stop it
i will kill it, at its source
i will parish, for that is known
but
but i will no longer but a puppet
i chose this
not it
or...
is it just tired of me?
