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My DiseaseI can't stop, it's like a disease.I write to live, I write to breathe.It's a plague taking over my mind.Telling me to write, telling me to rhyme.The lead is my bones, the ink, my blood.The paper as my skin, but much more tough.An eraser took the place of my tongue, the letters as my teeth.An ink well, as my stomach underneath.These words, these rhymes, are my heart, soul and mind.They make up my body and life when they're combined.These words save me, they're my armor, sword and sheild.Fighting of my mind's badlands when the blade is weild.Each rhyme is a guardian, a savior; My Hero.
DemonsSometimes your demons keep you alive,They push you on, help you survive.Their fire builds a wall around you,Saving you from the life you go through.Their ashes coat you in armor of steel.Showing you what's fake and what's real.Their coals build you a path to your fate.A way to end it in a way you could feel the life drip away.The boiling blood fills you with hope.Another strengthful, powerful dose.The things that break you are the ones that make you.In the end, your enemies outlast your friends.
My SinHe tells me to clear up, to erase the thoughts.But he's helping them, increasing them a lot.He tells me not to use my blades,But he makes me want to play.Play a game of death and life.What would happen with this knife?He tells me to smile, to wipe away my tears.He tells me he'll protect me from all of my fears.But he makes me want to scream, he breaks me down.He doesn't protect me, he's never around.So here I sit, blade clasped in my teeth.Wondering if it's worth it to sink underneath.Yet he makes me promise to my darkest sin;To my lover who makes me die within.The insanity is coming out,It's tearing me down.I've made a promise to my darkest sin;The monster I've hidden within.
InsaneYou try to get help, they say it's all in your head.But you know your mind isn't dead.You try to escape the insanity,But inside you live in a dark fantasy.Your dark side takes over, now you're just a shell.You try to escape, but you've already fell.You crawl to the light, but it's just another train.Another railway leading to a virus in your brain.A spark of terror, a spark of screams.You try to run as your tears stream.Your trapped in the darkness, never to see light.Welcome to your deepest fright.