Becoming Your Demons
This life of guilt and shame
sad to say that evil knows my name
and you swear you understand
but you will never know
This pain down deep inside
chooses to feast upon my pride
underneath a veil of thought
silence is the word
inner anger that is made
manifest itself through my rage
until this inner animal
I cant control
For all the pain I am taught to feel
For all the love I thought was real
I am haunted
by the shadow on the wall
For he has seen my darkest days
witnessed me in my wicked ways
and he has cursed me
all along the way
Sometimes I get face to face
bottom of the bottle calls my name
and there is nothing left to feel
but this beast inside
my skin begins to crawl
as I throw my fist against the wall
and nothing feels this pain that I release
Surrounded by my ghosts
begging me to sell my soul
I have become the thing that I feared most
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