Hot head

Am i the only one
who wishes not to die
and when laughter is done
i don't wish to cry

instead enjoyment comes
it as if its a release
my body no longer numbs
for i don't wish for peace

a war is fighting
in my heart
a rushing fire is lighting
not hesitating to start

i suffer so
so why must others not?
for both friend and foe
a bubbling hatred grows hot

be there a reason
or if there's none at all
if there's been treason
i wish all to fall

the fire must spread
out of my head
now its been said
so now all will dread
fear sleeping in your bed
for u may soon lose your head
now all is quiet.
now all is dead.