it's bottled up inside me
it's waiting to show it's true face
i been holding him in for years
afraid of him hurting others
i slowely control him
he wants out now
i can't control him
He feeds on me
He makes me go insane
He's aside me
Gives me anger and Pain
I can't hold him in much longer
it's turning my stomache into knots
I holding the knive he provides me
I'm starting to cut this chain
He is inside quick get away
I can't stand to be like
He packs my head full of lies
I try to hold on but he just rips through
and infects all that i love
he makes them hate me
it's the simple plan he uses against me
he hits and curses
disrespects
Tying knots ready to hang those who get in his way
He is out and out of control
I'm about to Just let him go
Destroy what you can
Twist into your terror world
Fuck those In need it's about the Silence
when they all die from the pain they caused in me
I can't control him so say good bye to me
a new Monster New Attitude Elliot is gone'
Get ready for somehing New
Hi,
I could feel the pain in this poem. The trouble is always with the annoyed good guy. He suffers at injustice and wants to be cross to set things right but he can only rest forgiving. Your good heart makes you to think deep.