I'm troubled by the upcoming days, to see my life change so suddenly, to see everything I'm supposed to see.

I'm troubled by this unfounded hate directed at no one but enforced in every single way.

   I seek what can be destroyed, I look for what I can absorb, taking whatever I can throw on my back, a weight that pushes hard on my soul.

Don't tempt me, I'm troubled by the possibility of hurting you, hurting me.

   I find truth in solitude, warmth in desperation and life in inactivity. I take my time everyday to crawl out of all this sincerity.

I'm troubled by my good deeds, I want to hurt you, I'd love to see you bleed.

I'm troubled by this hate, unfounded and directed at no one but made larger ever passing day.

   Disconnect me, unplug my heart before this body goes too far.
   "Sticks and stones can brake your bones and my words can now
   destroy you."