Things like this come out of my mind when I have too much time to think.
Say what you want, I don't really care too much for negatives.
I just can't find my hatred anymore.
My new life just hasn't any bore.
No time to sit and think anymore.
Confused of what I want, my mind is sore.
I wish I could take it all back.
What I used to love and thrive.
My thoughts grow, build, and stack.
Do I still need my knife?
I want to take back my hatred.
Life is dull with nothing to challenge.
Stained with colors of joy.
I want those dark colours back.
Is this new life what I wanted?
Torn between love and hate.
Spilled with blood my heart is haunted.
No time now to sit and wait.
I'm taking back my hatred.
Seeing all my challenges.
Brooding in my darker coat.
I love it all back.
