These memories are driving me insane,
like oozing dark clouds before rain.
Home in ruins, nothing feels certain.
With actions and deeds, as easy as it seems, I can't abstain.
Today is another day filled with scares to obtain
Why does it hurt this much? Again and again?
Why do I complain?
When all of me have gone insane?
How do I abstain from these memories that keep me in chains?
Why am I insane?