The Asylum

Clamping my hands tight together I closed my eyes There goes my brain not here I pulled the black band on my wrist Nothing helps Once again I'm back in the Asylum Fighting my ways to be released Bloodshot eyes and the taste of blood in my mouth. Not here there goes my brain Kept on pulling the band Than I calm down Flashbacks flashes right before me It was long gone , buried 6 feet And again the dirts are dug up And I'm face with the beast again. I'm scared Not because of them , not because of anyone. I'm scared of that wandering thought That provoked the beast in me Scared I'm gonna tear down the wall Scared I'm gonna hurt a soul Scared I'm gonna be cruel again I don't wanna be in the white walls again. I'm not a fool , not the kindest , nor a perfectionist. And just like that I choose peace .