Your cold words deafen. And silence long forgotten. The logic never reclaimed. The anger rises. Sometimes there's no surrender. No white flag flies. .
Let me hear you scream!. . I'm back and bruised, beat up, but still I take the blows. 'Cause all I need is blood and sweat and skin and bones!. . I'll take this rage, rattle your cage.
Let me hear you scream!. . I'm back and bruised, beat up, but still I take the blows. 'Cause all I need is blood and sweat and skin and bones!. . I'll take this rage, rattle your cage.
Another day, another full seizure,. Another pill, you spiral down deeper,. Another cut by a surgical butcher,. It's just a way of prolonging the torture.