Your Enemy, Your Mind

Spending days chasing the ideal image of human perfection

Murderers in control cultivating pieces of this personality

In the pursuit of flawlessness the truth is now under you

This is a bland perception of thy consciousness

Bruising up the reflection

Days pass, and nights drag on

Thoughts clawing at your mind to end this life

And rid the world of the flawed

A slick raise of the knife pieces the ultimate direction of another life into its hands

Embrace any nuisance value that shows you your past

How would you know that it is not a trance?

My mind is yearning for more

You hold a labyrinth