Buried Deep In My Heart,
Was The Burning Rage,
Growing With Passing Time,
I Began To Hate,
Every Person, Every Place, Every Song , Every Day,
Every Voice, Every Choice, Every Thought, Every Way,
But The Hate Was Just My Love Of Being Alone,
The Black Heart-rot, Like An Evil Deed Done,
Growing Tendrils That Crept Deep Inside Me,
A Life Of Deceit Made Me So,
A Renegade, I'm Not Afraid Anymore,
And Though I Try To Forget And Bury Them Away,
They Return To Haunt Me, In My Heart, Hidden, They Lay,
I Forget, I Fret , I Try Not To Look Back,
But Her Face Still Haunts Me, A Faint Shadow,
I'm Giving It All Up, I'm Losing Control, I'm Loosing Hope....There Is No Hope...
