I am the cause...

I am the instrument of my own demise,
My inner voices tear me apart,
With words only few can use to cut me.

I am the product of my own paranoia,
My internal chaos splitting me down the middle,
With the bittersweet memories of a life lost so long ago.

It's because of me,
All the reasons I'm here alone,
All the pieces shattered on the ground,
All the feelings I've tried to remove...

It's all my fault,
I'm sitting here fighting off tears,
Writing and eluding to the things I dare not say,
Wishing and dreaming I could have stopped myself...

I'm on the edge of broken and pulled together,
Laughing and crying internally for eternity,
Because I'm the monster of your worst nightmares,
And your knight in shining armor,
All rolled into one seriously screwed up man...