Corrupt

Hints of insanity, a mind split between themselves and their depressed persona.

Alone. But I have
myself, my thoughts - me
Just five minutes deep
pure inside my anatomy

How I wish it ends,
is this insanity? Vain,
dirt that poisons my words
Spins my actions. Tame.

Obeying more than being,
Seeing more than making.
I can choose, but cannot
without her endless taking.

I can no longer hurt you
Limited but still you blame
me? No one can argue. Corrupt -
We're never being the same.