Acidic Rain

I have these monsters inside of my head Taunting me saying one day I'll be dead Laughing at my committed sins The thoughts slither through my skin Ripping apart the skin of my mind Demons of our poor lost times Smell of sulfur and burning death In my dream i see my death My soul seeping and leaking from the seams Now hear my suppressing screams Swallow all that deep down really hurts Choking as i die it really works Not only is a few who feels this way Some of us die each and everyday Lost words and so much pain Beat by parents and left in the rain We runaway or take pills Yell and scream wish but it never heals Its not that we take risky doors We just cant deal with it anymore So we cut to feel again Then we drink and smoke to forget again Some kill themselves because of pain Its teens like us lost in the rain....