I pound my head against the wall Like I used to do when I was a child With each pound harder and deeper I fall Because my heart is torn from side to side An impasse, an impossible situation Paints my eyes red like umbers Where there is no solution Just the delusion that the latter was the worser Knowing that maybe if I manipulate the rules I can find my way back to the truth Or at least to the decision Where I can know the ending Where is my heart? Trampled and ripped apart I

Ruler of pain resides behind doors The room I need to get through to get to you Stories of his power radiate the town like lore But the...

What if I was wrong and no one cared to mention? What if I was right and they thought I only wanted attention? I'm so great, psychiatrist...

You think you can intimidate me with curses and hyperboles? Darling, you don't know what I've been through trying to get next to you. So,...