Confliction...

I love how easy it is,
to inspire hatred toward,
ones the we may have loved.

But again it should be,
expected from whom,
you gave so much trust.

Cut the ties,
I savor the sound,
Of the blood dripping.

Achieving control,
Whatever the price,
Shall i give him a chance?

Take a hold,
My body your weapon,
I give unto you,
My soul.

Wickedly,
Black tendrils caress,
The dying remains,
Of my sanity.

I'm not insane,
Leave me alone,
Voices in my head,
They just want to be heard.

I just want to be free,
catch me as i fall....

Taking over me,
My energy is no longer mine,
Save yourself,
Run away,
Before its too late,
And you have hell to pay.

Conflicted...
What am i to do?
Exorcise this demon from me,
Or else you will suffer too...