Possessed - Death Therapy

I am disintegrating

The man I used to be

Slowly evaporating

Still I fight the process

Longing to remain

If it were up to me

I would stay the same

But it’s not up to me

And that sets me free

I rest in knowing that

Though I am a mess

I am possessed

You will never change

You will never leave

You always finish what you start and

You’re working in me

And you will never fail

I am disappearing

Right before my eyes

Moving towards the clearing

Still I fight the process

Longing to remain

If it were up to me

I would stay the same