Sorry for all of these questions
And making up solutions
Instead of trying to understand
I die in this confusion
Catastrophe inside of me
Comes natural, as you can see
I take what isn’t true or real
And let it change just how I feel
Convinced that everything is wrong
And nothing could go right
It starts a fight, a taste of spite
From dead of night til morning light
Ravaging the best of times
A beast in need of death
Confidence will beat it down
Until its final breath
Even now I feed it well,
With fear, there is a certain smell
Running never seemed to work
Chased into the depths of hell
My struggle for complete control
I’ve yet to overcome
Vowing not stop the fight
Until the war is won