IM OK!

Yes, I bit the apple
But they don't see the snakes I've slain.
Surrounded by corpses
My blade runs dull.
A drought of the mind
A famine of will
I starve to avoid the poison.
Open the floodgates to relieve the pressure.
If they ever knew
It would break them.
But I can bear the load no longer.
My stream may not run blue with life but can make it flood and flow crimson
Poison to the very land it flows through.
They don't see
The red
The hurt
The pain.
If they only knew what went on in my brain.
A mask
A face
I become the lie
I repeat it again and again
I'm OK, I'm OK...