Not a bad start, eh?

I will be your loaded gun
the nightmare that you run from
the voices screeching in your head
that says that they all should be dead
the monster lurking in the cage
struck with all this frear and rage
I'm the angel who's hellsent
back with vengeance and torment
I lost all remorse, regret
am I who you wanted yet?
I have stopped trying to care
about beings that aren't there
I've healed up the bloody wounds
the transformation came too soon
from lonely wreck so very sane
to craziness and killing pain...