“The Minds Identity”

Screams ripped through ****** mouths
As madness burned in every word

Malice fought to take its hold
Through silence i heard

In loneliness surrendered
Though retreat can never be

For the beasts of which i speak
Are my own worst imaginings

Striding through my thoughts
Sowing in seeds of woe

My mind is lost in chaos
The identity I so hate

Now the only thing left to hold
Are the hands of friends turned cold