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