Tormented Skies

[CommieBastard]

i gaze into the stars,
to the places far away,
yet i look into myself,
at my personal scars.

The scabbed over mental state,
that torments me day and night,
so that at your very sight,
another world i create.

living in my twisted delusion,
hidden in my paranoid seclusion,
i look upon you with a distant eye,
and at your actions let out a sigh.

Never more may i trudge on,
looking at those distant stars,
never will i fix the sky,
unless i solve my internal scars.

Release myself from my grave,
crawl up into this battered world,
take a look at all i missed,
while i hid in a ball curled,
look to that which i must solve,
never more will i dissolve,
into my state of morbid hate,
that destroys only my fate.

I have to do what i can do,
never more my life shun,
for what is done is forever done,
and how i now act,
will forever be fact,
so now i stand against the hordes,
the massed ranks of capitalist swords,
and now i shall fight till i die,
cos theres no point living,
under a tormented sky.