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Prison of Insanity

May 5, 2016
By soundlessmantis BRONZE, East Wenatchee, Washington
soundlessmantis BRONZE, East Wenatchee, Washington
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Preacher I've come to repent

I've acted rashly and said things I haven't meant

But I can't conrtol my anger, it's building up inside

I'm completely helpless, as my emotions collide

My insanity's a prison, in which I unwillingly hide

There is no escape, self created, it knows my every weakness

 

My son, you've come to the right place

Inside you must destroy a face

Come to peace, come accept the solace

Leave the anger be, and your mind will be demolished

 

Preacher can't you see, my mind's in self-destruct?

Why even bother fighting, I know I'm out of luck

Once again Preacher i repent for my sins

But there is no running from the terrors within

The only thing that gives me release

Is the very thing hta's killing me

 

Rest in peace, my dear son

Your body's alive, but your mind is done

Your mind's playing games with you

There's only one thing you can do

Hold on tight, stay in the fight, confess all your sins to me

But it's going to be rough escaping the

Prison of insanity.


The author's comments:

Inspired by Whitechapel and Pantera lyrics. It's a story of a drug addict that did very bad things while high, and is repenting. Even though he is trying to quit, he is going insane from withdrawals.


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