The Cannibal

I hate myself,
this is what the angel in me says.
when would my demons fade,
coz i dont want to live my life in disgrace.

what is inside my mind,
i couldn't confess to myself,
if god would have existed,
would have made me suffered 7 lives straight.

good and bad are too different personalities,
both are stable at their ends, i am twisted in their immortality,
my head should be eaten alive,
to experience the bliss of innocence.

there are times when i feel like shooting myself,
my head is a crap hole to all the divine,
i think we all have a daemon in ourselves,
i tried to kill him but he ain't fragile.