Stalk
Troy Martin
any logic has been fled
all tears have shed
dont cower, dont go, your pain has become a game
i've lived through agony i cant forget
damage is done, control spills from my flesh
just a mirage and nothing else
ive seen hell its right here in myself
reddening hue, no relief
while you sleep im just trying to breathe
left with the itch to dig a ditch
let you succumb with bliss
no god can stop this
years cant heal or repair once the damage is done
once you've passed all points of return, its your turn to live what i've learned
time dont heal nothing, only shrunk the iron in me
years pass, my mind couldnt stay till you get back what you gave
my hate