Long nights,
Weary days.
I pass through silence,
Like a bullet through wood.
I cannot remain,
The anger and jealousy
Stifle the person I am inside.
I live the dreams of another.
She is quick to yell
At the slightest provocation.
I need out,
I need to be free.
I need to run to another place
A place where she cannot reach me.
Save me,
O soldier of night.
Release me
O mother of hate.
I am not you.
I am not you.