Dysregulation
Dysregulation
I feel lost, dead, and alone.
Look into my eyes, see into my soul
So far gone, buried, and moved on
Tormented in my grave, a hell I have made
Buried beneath the shame
Is a naked soul in constant pain
A masochist deserving his fate
I'm constantly reminded as I see through my eye,
Reliving over and over my life
Unable to change my ways
Condemned for all my days
No child deserves to be a product of my pain
Just let him live and let die
Let him move on with his life as I die in vain
Than you remind me that it's not to late
You reach out your hand as to say, take control of your fate
As the sun fall and the night rise, I can still see a light.