Spirals
Spirals
Smiling so polite
to regurgitated lines that we recite
A serene sea
A tranquil facsimile
That's what you see
That's what I show
all so you don't know
In the mirror I see fire
I see hate
A self-portrait of fear?
Or just the demon getting near
I'm losing my control
Will the savage show?
Through spirals of malcontent
fighting the noise inside my head
I went for a quiet stroll
Never knowing where
My feet may go
Through streets of yesteryear
or into the darkness that I fear
I'm losing my control
Will the savage show?
Through spirals of malcontent
fighting the noise inside my head
When the knives come out
with a smile
Slicing through skin
Making me grin
I'm losing my control
Will the savage show?
Through spirals of malcontent
fighting the noise inside my head
In the mirror I see fire
I see hate
A self-portrait of fear?
Or just the demon
getting near
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