Justification is killing me but killing isn’t justified what happened to my son I’m terrified it lingers in my mind and the thought keeps getting bigger I’m sorry my sweet baby I wish I’ve been there

I wish I lived in the present with the gift of my past mistakes but the future keeps luring in like a pack of snaaakes your sweet little eyes your little smile is all I remember those fuzzy memories mess with my temper

ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE I LAST HAVE SEEN MY SON LOST TO THIS MONSTER TO THE MAN BEHIND THE SLAUGHTER SINCE YOUVE BEEN GONE IVE BEEN SINGING THIS STUPID SONG SO I COULD PONDER THE SANITY OF YOUR MOTHER

Stuck in my own paradox I wanna set myself free maybe I should chase and find before they’ll try to stop it it won’t be long before I become a puppet

Is this revenge I was seeking, or seeking for someone to avenge me.