Mad

by MaryJane1993

April 17, 2013

I’m becoming suicidal Hear my silent screams for help I’m becoming homicidal Seeking revenge on anyone who’s hurt me Wreaking havoc on anyone I find deserving Going out of my mind Crawling out of my skin Every thought classified as sin I think I've gone mad I need some help Must find redemption Some antibiotics to rid this infection I feel like it’s taking me over I think I've gone mad

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