I ripped my heart out just to be seen.
I showed them what I was about they thought it was just obscene.
The twisted nights of betrayal and wicked hearts surrounded me.
Being called for duty was a terror that haunted me.
To look and see my darkest days revealed to me my enemy.
I reached out to a wicked dark side of me just to survive the wicked days.
Why should I have listened to the people who tormented me.
But I look back to see that this all still angers me.
During this time of darkened days I was so enraged that I couldn’t see who was
the enemy.
I wish I would have seen that the enemy was tearing out my soul.
My friend’s watched in pain as I was so enraged I ignored their plea.
I was killing myself by staying that whole time because I just would not flee.
To show that I no longer cared I just wanted to be the anger that was building
inside me.
So now don’t you see who is my real enemy?
It’s me.