Hanging

I've said that I'm set in bed unhappily wed with the Dread in my head. it's leaving me mentally dead I'm spent on the pain like a cent down the drain I have no name this ain't who I'm ment to be they wonder why i aint post up beat ya see? im not set free, I can't see my reflection, I'm directed directly in the direction of hell, not well cause I fell from where I used to be I can't see a way no doubt this ain't where I'm sposedto be. hanging from the ceiling, no feelings to feel me I'm lifeless, not priceless, cause that's how it's supposed to be.

I admit defeat no unbridled Deceit. My thoughts flee from the scene like a murder machine. I've seen something I can't unsee, i come clean, I treat my incomplete means to mean what I want to be or not to be I flee my mental regimes. Yea I'm a fein for words that mean somtin' to me but I can't seem to see the seam in front of me I walk a line undefined to find my mind inside a bind as I try to rhyme I grind so great I might just faint my pulse is faint the lines cut not so straight up my arms the self harm sounds the alarms as actual bars fall out my mind as my body tries to disarm what I've done to myself no complaints I locate my thoughts with these visions I've fought sought out what I have bought I've taught myself to deal with the pain, I can't complain it's the decision I've made.