ive got countless scars on my arms
ive got blood on my face
ive got black smoke snarling with a forked tongue on my left and a spineless self centred being on my right
i make my mum drink, i make my dad yell, i make my brother worry.
im clashing with the smoke and im yelling at the pansy.
im chaining the heavy gray to my side as a dulling void, but it drags me down.
im not on drugs or alcohol i just have monsters in my mind.
but they are annoyed.
they see my blood on my hands and they sob foR ThEiR pReCiOuS bAbY
dammit.
shut up and leave me and my monsters alone.