Self-Rebellion, revised

Lethal highway up and down my back. The center can be trusted? Everything is infected. Controlled by the offender, the enemy. The center, the basis, the electricity Beautiful surges, sparks of the lies Knows of his flaws, knows of his strengths Knows everything, or will Circuits spread like wildfire, beneath, inside my skin. Chilling, ruling, using me. I try to keep him all inside. My only defence, the silence. But he knows I'm ephemeral, While he will always be. He doesn't feel the pain. To him the knives are soothing. To him the drugs are life. Escape is where he controls all, Where he is paramount.