Destroyed;
If pain is a battlefield
Then choose your weapons
Cause a war’s beginning
Inside of you
Sharpen your blades
Load your guns
Ready your stations
Prepare for the attack
Shots ring out from behind
It’s a sneak attack
You try to run
But you’re barricaded
On one side
There’s love
On the other
There’s hate
Choose your side
Before it’s too late
Too scared to love
Love too much to hate
You’re stuck in limbo
Unloved and forgotten
Love exists no more
So you turn to hate
You hate everyone
You hate yourself most
So instead of shooting the enemy
You shoot yourself
You carve yourself with your sword
Into someone you wish to be
The blade scares you
Because you know what it can do
No
It's not the blade that scares you
It’s you
You’re the only one
Who can destroy yourself
And you’re doing a mighty fine job
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