Scapegoat

I believe there was a time When you may have cared about me I can’t say it was love I don’t know if your Capable of that or Ever will be Over the years mental illness Addiction and greed has destroyed Any kind of relationship Or feeling of family between us Lines have been drawn In the rock Unable to ever be removed I’ve been drawn and quartered The emotional pain Has hit so hard it has Become physical And tortured my soul The only way to move forward is to become Like the the Phoenix I must die and be reborn You all have murdered me May I finally rest Peacefully