I feel the rush
Rising in my veins,
Slithering the darkness,
Killing demon that feigns.
Concern and kindness
That were never heartfelt,
Innocence and gratitude
Choked my neck like a belt.
That tightened the more I cried in plight,
Gave wounds that hurt when I said it wasn't right.
It Scratched the scabs before they even healed,
I was tied to you with a thread you reeled.
The tears which fell burned my skin,
And the words you yell split my mind,
'Cause it was my fault I followed you in,
This room that no one else can find.
- MORPHEUS