I can hear a voice in the distance
Echoing off the far corners of my mind

And with the intensity of thunder
It comes and it goes
And each time it gets louder
I try to run away
But
There is no escaping the storm
Trapped within my head

Agonizing torture
Unrelenting pain
The storm has risen
Less the rain

What have I've done God
God what have I've done
To receive such pain and punishment
Contemplating suicide
In search of a gun

If this is my hell
Then life isn't worth living
Flashes of the past
Lighting with a storm
Have spawned a tornado
And it's causing me great harm

Driving me mad
Driving me insane
Driving me to the edge
With gun
In hand