I'm going insane

Dead Empty Soul

I'm going insane
These voices in my head keep telling me you're better off dead
All off you...

Kill them
Slaughter them
Make them suffer

It's what I hear.

But why am I agreeing?
Why do I plan to kill them,
Torture them

My eyes may be innocent,
But my mind says another
I'm a sinner,
A demon brought to this world
To punish you all?

I wouldn't think twice about killing a human
They are arrogant and judging
They think they can play with one another's life
They think those who are weak are their puppets, and they have their lives on a thread, threatening to break any second