*realizes what i do is mean/hurtful*
*does it anyways*
sometimes when a friend invites me to go somewhere, i get anxious because i think that i won’t have a good time. then i end up going and i don’t have a good time
I was led to the edge,
But I took the final leap.
I was guided by these voices,
They beg me not to sleep.
Self-torture with no product.
I’m falling victim
to the beast within.
He can break these shackles,
snap the bars on this rusty cage
But I find myself
handing him the key.
I’m yearning for vengeance
Spitting hate,
Venom at the tip of my tongue.
Too late to plead,
or to kneel and pray
For the bells have already rung.
Destiny in my hands,
this fate I will shape.
Destruction is the path I take,
My fire will burn out,
But these ashes will remain.
Time will erase me,
But my blood will leave a stain.
