Tormented feelings,
hurting my mind.
With every thought and fear,
hurting my mind.
Every second feeding.
It's not your fault my love.
My fear is taking over,
it has become someone.
As I hate it, I hate her.
Is it your fault my love?
Imagining things, not seeing,
how it's your fault my love.
It whispers,
and it burns,
with every thought growing.
Until it shouts and it screams.
Painfully aware, gloomy behaviour.
That's not my own it seems...
Dark clouds cover a sweet dream.
Can't see anymore,
the borders between wrong and right.
Admitting to this cruel pain,
battling this lonesome fight.
Tears will flow like rivers.
Black tears, sorrow and pain.
And hate, shame and despair.
In my eyes, in my head.
With the scars it starts to fade.
Need to get it out,
need to get her out.
Before it's too late,
but it's not your fault my love.
It's only the image you create.
That you create..