I want to run.
Travel far away.
This place is hell
I have no idea why
But my blood’s boiling as well.

My mind is hell bent
My blood is pumping,
But...
I can’t break anything
My fear is overtaking.
I want to break something,
Yet I’m breaking nothing.

I don’t want to be here
I don’t want to be here
I want to ******* run
I want to cough up blood
And wither away.

Split myself open again,
Laugh at the sight of blood,
Ride the wave of serenely
Stabbing,
Butchering,
And ultimately
Mutilating pain.

Home is where the heart is,
But my heart has burned away.