Outfitted

Anger can't control me,

The devil tries to console me,

No!,

I scream for God to come and save me,

I close my eyes,

Feeling alone,

In the darkness,

Sensing nowhere to run,

No!,

No!,

What am I going to do now?,

Just lay here,

I've become clueless of myself,

I'm starting to feel a spark,

Fire trying to light up in my heart,

No!,

God help me!,

Everybody has disappeared from me,

I guess my problems scared them away,

Or maybe I'm a loner with phony/thristy "friends",

A bunch of tag alongs,

F*** it then,

As my body gets hot,

My heart turns into such a hateful flame,

Anger took over me,

While the devil pulls me under his spell,

I cry hopelessly,

Lost,

Clueless,

No more running,

Now I'm captured.