Ones History

The beginning...

So here I am, running around in circles again

lost and confused, disorienting myself

wondering where the hell my path is meant to begin

I am trapped inside my head, like a prisoner trapper in my cell

no idea where to run, or where to go

Excruciating thoughts are tormenting me, driving me insane

I feel the anger deep inside me, ready to blow

Rage is bubbling and the demon inside is skin deep, I no longer feel humane

Pain, hatred and evil are what I want to sow

upon this very earth, destroy the very foundation till nothing remains

if I had any shred of hope, it remains in one person

Shhh pay heed to the words I say, there's an important lesson

You take a good man from a good family, torture him and drive him mad

He will eventually get fed up and snap back, his blood has become poison

I wonder if you have learnt something, from this lesson to be had?

This lesson to be had is also a true story

The man that was good was human, now turned bad

from bad to evil, the things he loved most torn from him, his only glory

He does not wish for sympathy, he see's the world as it is, he's glad

It's all poison, don't pity me, for this? This is my history

This immortal torment is my freedom and I am not blind

I am now a changed man, in this pain that I have found.