Captured By My Own HandsI feel this painDeep down insideI think I'm going insaneMy feelings, I hideI walk into the armsOf my enemyThinking, "What harm?"Can they do to me?I'm shut awayInside and outI listen to what they sayI don't give them reason to doubtBut really what I'm thinkingAre only thoughts of a life That is surely sinkingNow filled with strifeWhat was I thinking?No way to turn back nowI've passed the point of no returnI ask them pleadingly, "How?"But these scars, I have earnedTo them, I now bow.
I commend you for making this stamp!
Screw Team Edward and Team Jacob - I'll go old-school Team Lestat!
Nice one