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I'm caught between barely holding on
And losing it all the way
I'm caught between...barely holding on
And losing it...all the way
I lay on the edge of peaceful tranquility on my bed
Barely hanging on to what little "sanity" I own
The rest of me on a plane of flame and nails in my head
When the voice of my mom comes crashing in
Making me feel like the incarnate of sin
Lying there
Gripping on the edge of peaceful tranquility
The rest of me, being burned and puntured within
I lay in torment and anguish, in my bitter, agonizing sea of pain
She says, I hand her excuses
As I feel my sanity slipping away
I cry out to leave me alone, except she doesn't listen....because she doesn't understand
No rest....from her piercing words
As I try to seek solstice from my own mind
She attacks me...with threats and insults
I'm searching for shelter that I just can't find and rise
With anger and rage
Like a cobra broken free of it cage
I attack,
My fist clenched in a ball
I strike...
For I have just lost my grip
As she leaves, I apoigize
She doesn't know what it's like to be butchered alive
trapped, in the confines of one's own mind
...And I grip...the edge of peaceful tranquility
While the rest of me bathes in a sea of swords and flames
Razor sharp...Blue Hot
I'm caught between
Barely holding on...and losing it...all the way
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