Temper

Clashing of heads blasting of thoughts
Anger inside regret the cost
You cannot regain what you have lost
Left it to rot now it is gone

You will always find yourself this way
Twisting turning through your misery
Tempers fly as the walls explode
You're overwhelmed with a lack of control
Like a poison numbing your senses
You try to fight it but you know what follows
The end is here my friend but you will never see it coming
Each day is one step closer to your fucking demise
The end is here my friend the hunter will be the hunted each day is one step closer

You do not see what you have become
Refuse the plea answer to none
God like you feel bow down to none
Inside your head you are the one

All of the things you tried to keep
Inside your mind helped the decline
You cannot regain what you have lost
Left it to rot now it is gone