For it will place you in a cage
It will starve you like a dog
Or feed your hurt like a cancer
It grows and grows, breaking you
Makes your life feel cursed
Never give in, never surrender
Your flesh will pay for all of your rage
You'll never escape the cost
Of becoming the stain
The cost goes unpaid by anyone but you
“...We are threatened with suffering from three directions: from our body, which is doomed to decay..., from the external world which may rage against us with overwhelming and merciless force of destruction, and finally from our relations with other men... This last source is perhaps more painful to use than any other.” Sigmund Freud
