my freedom revenge

the pain is deep.
dark within a thousand miles
i feel that mad insomnia days without dreaming.
the devil is inside my soul but that is not for long.
how should i win this war and get my freedom.
i am looking for that victory.

witch doctors voodoo dolls all spell out the same thing i am cursed.
ready for the grave.
dead man walking.
the hurt inside as that tooth of a hyena is found on my left knee.
plucked out by the forceful bite of that evil doctor.
how could this be?

many questions and little answers but then so many times i sit and cry.
suicide i have tried but i just cant seem to find death.
it is on the inside i am not satanic but this war is bloody horrific.
gothic style blood on the walls splatters of my saliva hitting that damn goblin.
in the name of Jesus the other dude repeats but i am not alive just blacked out.

the war can it be won i suppose if you look deep inside this is just rage and my battle with bipolar.