Творчество

All of my vices are out
I hope you are proud
I’m killing myself now
Is that alright
Picking up a fight
but I need peace
Release...
all the anger and the pain
What have I done in vain
Why can’t I change ?
Is this a chance
or a trap
Maybe I should tap
into myself
and surrender to the inner help ...
The darker it gets
the more I forget ...
The colder it gets
the warmer I feel
Was any of this ever real ?