Dark fight

Demon hauls Silent Loud screams Unheard screams Echoes of a silent dark room My demons Lark Inside my dark mind Trapped in my sanity Piercing screams Seeking refuge Refuge from my fears These demons Never let it rest I'm loosing Loosing it all Already evident From these aching dreams That never fade away Cherrished suffering Sweet feeling of pain Burry me underneath My grave Already dug grave Dark grave Painted with unheard whispers That's When they win When I rest it all When I step back When I let them win When I stop punching back That's when I die.