
I
all around I have been words of hatred
ones that are not truly sacret
I tried to hide from the crule volgarity
but I can never find unfatal tranquility
the ringing of these words within I's head
only bring I closer to I's death bed
the inevitable escape of these beatings
leaves I bleeding the fate of these meanings
the scars of the uncommanly
leave marks for eternity
but the path I embarks
can only be one of miserable distrat
the insequirities that make up I
only leave I to sit and cry
in search for peace for the war within I's mind
which only leads a deaf man blind
I finally comes to realize
that I's self is the only caused for I's traumatize
and the posion that I has been drinking
has been poured only by the hand of I's thinking
the battle within I's mind will never come to a stop
because I is the cause for these uncontainable thoughts
I is married to the longly dreaded wife
of the swords and daggers of contaminated minds
I's insecurities have become reality
but these realizations have led to a wrongful fatality
the body of I may still wonder
but I's mind is already ten feet under
for it is now black
from I's self esteem lack
and from that
I can never be intact
for I is Me and thus My life has become a line that is now flat