I am tormented by my demented thoughts <br />They are like a fever that consumes the whole body <br />Then I pass my torment on to others through <br />demented actions <br />Killing, butchering, wounding, and harming others <br />These actions make me guilty <br />And so I run <br />Never stopping, <br />Never loving, <br />Never caring <br />I've lost all feeling in my life <br />There is no room for love <br />No room for hate <br />I am now just a murderer living in his quake <br />Striving for redemption and holding on to life <br />Though my life is already gone, already lost <br />Like my feeling <br />I am a murderer <br />A soulless being <br />I am existent, yet not <br />My life not worth living <br />Now I am gone forever, <br />Never to be seen <br />Never to have been loved <br />Never to have truly lived<br /><br />Candice LeBlanc<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tormented-and-demented/
