It just takes me an obsession to make art
to make something beautiful I just have to bleed my heart
To decently frame the beauty that inspires this I just have to break my soul
If this is the price I have to pay for this
I think it is an incredible deed
I accept with joy the only thing that destroys my self
I give away my sanity just for the joy
that writing this gives to my already broken soul
to my bleeding heart and to my obsessed mind