A young boy runs into his room locking the door behind him bruised and battered from a beating he holds a sliver knife his breathing races as he tries to catch his breath he silently sobs his cuts sting like nothing has before as the tears graze his bruised face.
Clutching my cure I tightly lock the door
I try to catch my breath again.
I hurt so much then I had before.
He asks himself why he's a mistake, why does he always get punished when he did nothing wrong, he shakes his head confused, he doesn't know what to do, why his grandfather hates him so, he screams for no reason, he whishes he could take back all the hateful things he said and how he instigated people,
I had no options left again,
I don't want to be the one the battles always choose…
Cause inside I realize that I'm the one confused
I don't know what's worth fighting for,
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate and say what I don't mean.
He doesn't know how or what got him this way, he'll never be alright, so he raised the blade and cut his wrist, the sensation of the pain filled his body and soul, he smiled and cut his other wrist, the sensation was twice the pleasure, he thought of everything, his life and how his parents abandoned him, his grandfather and the beatings, his friends how they always looked out for him, but then he thought of the pain how unbearable it was, so with the blood that surrounded him he painted something on the wall before stabbing the knife into his stomach, he smiled as he left this world and traveled into the next where he gained his wings of a true phoenix.
I don't know how I got this way,
I'll never be alright,
So I'm breaking the habit
Later that day a maid found him laying on the ground cold as stone with the words in blood on the wall
I'M A MONSTER.
I'm breaking the habit…
Tonight.
R&R I don't own the song Breaking the Habit by Linkin Park I love them and that song I just had to use it, well anyhoo like I said R&R thanks, Jasmine