The Possession

Oh lord please, I wanna be dead
But I need a little push right over the edge
Feels like I’m going crazy, out of my mind
I cannot find the words or definitions defined
All I know is hurting, I am tired of pain
I am tired of this hurting not having a gain
There’s no bright light at the end of my road
I can’t unlock my happiness, I can’t find the code
I think i have a plan to help me fall of the rim
The chances of failure are looking none to slim
Have to get numb, I won’t feel my body go
But my mind’s up first, gotta make me feel low
Gotta cause myself pain, hands are covered in hurt
But you gotta work hard to earn your place in the dirt
Have to get into position and make myself sick
Stomach doing flips and taking every kick
The time is approaching, fingers shake as I type
I need to look ready if I want to get this right
A man with a mask is on his way to my door
He’ll show himself in, turn me into a whore
I can’t see or hear, I can hardly catch my breath
I warn as you continue, be advised for what is next