Bastard

Crushed by the weight of the war waged within me Drowning in all of the blood that I've lost Dragged down deep into insanity Help me please! Out of many I am one Being burned by the rays of the sun I will wither away, growing weak with each day And soon enough I will break Will there ever be an end? If there's not I'll just pretend All is well and I can be Fully healed and fully free Silent screams in my head Am I better off dead? Rip my flesh, feel my pain Pour out my words through open veins Never eat, never sleep So if you need me I'll be Rotting in my hopelessness Weary souls receive no rest A razor or a bottle could bring me to tomorrow But that would only work for so long If God could heal my pain or rid me of this sorrow Why is He testing my patience? Haven't I suffered enough? Haven't I suffered enough?