Insane in the membrane

Tried smoking away this pain, but it back fired, thought of you, makes me go insane.

Your face mesmerized in my brain, your name tattooed across my chest, I gave you everything I had, until I had nothing left.

And you left, left me alone, had to find a way to stand on my own.

But you ain’t never cared, you were never impressed, had to be my absolute best, or the devil would return to his thrown, the only home he ever knew as he was so quick to call the shots, arguments got hot, like the boiling water in the pot.

“When you coming home?” Was all I ever questioned, but he never returned, to busy finding an excuse to turn lava into stone.

Steady warming up to fight about an argument that was suppressed last night, but I still loved you. No bullet proof vest strapped to my chest but you still pulled back and cocked it,

“This will only hurt a little, take a deep breath,” and you shot it .

Pop. Pop. Pop.

Am I dead? I can still hear your voice echoing through my head, so I doubt it. I’ve lived in hell with him for so long, is this God giving me another chance? A chance to run, cause I’m done putting up a fight, it ends tonight.

Tried smoking away this pain, but it back fired, thought of you, makes me go insane.

Your face mesmerized in my brain, your name tattooed across my chest, I gave you everything I had, until I had nothing left.

And you left, left me alone, had to find a way to stand on my own.