I know you see me as your hero without a cape, just poetic powers
The one you come to that helps you blossom into that unique flower
Every day you reach out for my hand to be your guidance
Trusting me with your darkest confessions with faith of keeping it private
You could’ve turned to needles, drugs, or even self harm yet you turn to me
With hopes that I’ll be the one that’ll forever set you free

The words my heart writes save you from going off the deep end
Maybe I failed to realize that my art is your only friend
I used art as a way of expression never knowing the impact behind the concepts
It was a substitution to keep me from using that sharp silver object
That makes you bleed when it dances across your skin
When it hears the rainfall of your tears caused by the hurt from false friends
Keeping me from sober so I wouldn’t have to make out with that bottle
That makes me drowsy to the point where I slip into this world
Where I’m looking at myself fall apart unable to shake away my demons
That convince to drown in that pool of substance from my life’s bleeding
So here I am trying to keep you from going to that world where it’s impossible to come back
From knowing that it keeps a hold on you & knows how to knock you off track
Let my pain guide you to the light so you won’t make the same mistakes as me
And you too can seek a better way to peace to which that world doesn’t want you to see

- Poetic Venom