On that night you walked away.

My soul was ripped in half.

One side with hurt and pain.

The other with the past.

I searched in vain to find the truth.

To escape the void of self abuse.

I search for the reaching hands.

To heal this broken soul.

But the more I search through the dark.

The more I lose control.

I can't control.

The beasat within.

The darkness grown stronger still.

And over me it executes.

It's power and dark will.

I am but a broken pawn.

In this hellish game of life.

And if I stray from the path.

I'll be pierced by bullet or knife.

This wicked path is all I tread.

It is all I know.

How did I fall grace.

This evil do I saw.