Grip Inc Innate Affliction
Pain no one sees Pulsing throung my veins Crawls beneath my skin Burns with no flame Up and down my spine Stands without form Sanity bestowed never to appear Innate affliction Sitting in my room Haunted with lament Isolation becomes my relief Unclear to others Burning inside From within I am crucified Innate affliction Innate affliction Running scared in my mind Innate affliction In my mind
