Born into this mess
But still earned plenty of my own regrets
Subject of the cyclical
Slave to the chemicals
I've been shattered and jaded
Embittered and hated
My temper knows no patience
And I lacerate everything I touch
But this same fate, will not befall, my little one
This precious life
I will defend to the point of death
From the monsters inside me
And all the rest
I will not repeat this cycle
I will not cripple my child
Nothing could ever get me to leave
I swear till my grave to be the best I can be
I will face my demons for you
I've done enough harm to myself
I can't risk destroying you too
Releasing the shame
And shedding the past
Dropping the knife held tightly in my grasp
Entrusting this life
To someone else
My king, my Lord, my God, so much greater than myself