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Before I Leave To the Future

Before everything, before I regret

Before I walk away into shadows and silence

Before in a new horizon my eyes are set

And before my confused self comes to violence

I regret, not staining my hands

I regret not having your essence in my palms

A sick nightmare, a violent delusion

I’m not mad; I do just not comprehend all this

And who are you to speak now of reason?

I’m no longer the same, and that you better believe

I’m not insane; I’m just a bit molested

I’m pissed off at your damn footsteps

My heart screams for blood

My hands tremble, they seek a vengeance

How? When? What? I don’t know!

All I want is to cut this silence!

I hate it, hate every bit of myself

But this demon was born, all thanks to your help!