when you welcome the fall out of a choice you decay  and welcome all kinds of pain and suffering

i am decaying i am a mess i am the monster i did not want to become

I knock heads at this point to get what i want so    guess what i speak the truth i would act on my feelings but whats the point when you maybe be gone  

I am not gonna become the bitter monster again i was having something good and it was taken FROM me again so guess what God or whatever is up there F*CK you  because this fall out is a warzone and i be the last man standing