An abundance of 
pain, turmoil, regrets and 
mental health issues 

Serial killers 
made from same ingredients 
not one victim yet 

Except for myself 
I keep killing who I am 
over and over 

So I guess I'm one
each death brings hope for new life 
I'll keep murdering 

Until Im reborn 
again with a better mind 
absent from voices 

Reminding myself 
of the past decisions made 
over and over 

The same voices said
from youth I would amount to
nOtHiNg WiThOuT tHeM