a cold rush of blood to the head caught me off guard
a lonely lost mind wandering around aimlessly
visiting a place that I had left behind
a place that wanted to be forgotten
thankfully, reason and reality pulled me out
saving me one more time
to suppress the beast within
for another day
i guess no ones perfect
nothing cut so deep before
can be carved out so cleanly
the surgery's a working progress
twistedshaft.
