Under His Control

Anger rises within my mind
thoughts so deep so insane
raging like a demon in my soul
can't seem to control how I feel
darkness is so real
Venom flows in my veins cold as death
is its breath
Screaming voices make it rise
from the grave they arrive
pricking sucking at my brain
Maybe I'm insane
wish I could end it all
the weapon is close at hand
voices yell just pull the trigger
visions come and taunt my poor soul
in bloody pools on the floor
a resting place for only me
this is where I can be free