My Body, My Vessel

Is it truly treason to want pure peace
This war I’ve waged on myself cannot continue
I have lost all the strength I once believed that I contained
I have lost all feeling and am left with nothing but my demons

I am lost on my chosen path, The path I once believed to be my home
There are no lights to guide my home, No devilish savior to pick me off the thorns
I am alone within myself, Even my demons turn away in shame
I am on my knees, Staring down the barrel of an end that I created

I will torch the thoughts of hope
I will drown all memories of belief
I will turn my back on my future
I will rest in the ashes of my failures
And I will hold my god-given gifts responsible

The blood flows from my soul like tears from an angel
She pleads for my salvation, As she lies chained within my mind
Razors are my saviors, Rescuing my eyes from drowning
My body is but a vessel in this river, I will willingly go down in flames