Twisted Thoughts of A Mad Woman

It's too much
Walls are closing in
Embracing me with sin
Same old bullshit
Happening all over again

Psychadelic images
Brings back the time
A crazy train of memories
Races through my mind
My once black and white life
Where everything seemed cut and dry
Slowly creeps on by

Years have passed
I thought it was over
Go ahead, hit me again,
I'm as sick you, mother fucker

What I wouldn't give
To sink a bullet in your brain
Watch what's left
Of your burned out cells
Run down the drain

Talk is cheap
I'm tired of listening
If there's something I need to know
You'd better start confessing
Don't let me find out the hard way
You'll always get caught
Call her again
That snarly, nasty cyber slut

We all have to answer
For the pain we've caused
To ourselves and to others
We have to face the outcome

Crossing the line
Between fiction and fantasy
When reality loses its purpose
And insanity rights the wrong
Blood soaked thoughts
Stain the canvas of good deeds
As I find a way to move on