Paranoia is the insect working its way
Through my subconscious thoughts
It's the larve of self doubt
Gestating in my
heart as I spiral down
And everything I touch is breaking
And it falls to earth in splinters
And I shiver as every
splinter
Finds its way underneath my skin
And after 22 years I can still make my skin crawl
Every shortcoming, a pitfall
On my
way to making amends
Within myself to be what I became
Sometimes it feels like the whole wide world
Has made itself my
enemy
But I will stand upon my own two feet
And raise my head up
I lick my wounds
Trying to cleanse the infection
Rabid
and diseased reality fades away
When I pushed myself too far
A dream of emotional perfection
Has left a wounded heart
Trying
to perceive the gifts inherent inside me
It's like squeezing the trigger
It's like opening fire
On everyone who's let me
down
On every beautiful lie that is only fiction
For the first time
I'm losing control and I like it
Freedom feels like the
noose is gone