Insinuating, shades of persuasion
Deep in my mind they reside
Those tools that keep controlling
Everything that lives and dies
Persevering, so tired of destruction
Running, but, where to hide?
Weak minds are losing the notion
Nothing left, no will, no pride
Choking, destructive, intimidating, price of life
Intoxicating, consuming, abstracting the time
Growing inside, denigrating the path of the truth
Feeding the hunger of those who are looking for you
I have fear of the nighttime
Phobia of falling asleep
Because I know they will be there
Looking at me
I have this dream of needles
Destructing all in sight
They hunt me all at once
To pierce me, kill me…
The needles are looking for me
They want to pierce me, inject me
Passing through my skin and
Leaving sorrow, all inside of me…