Distorted Demons

Constant stares of hidden emotion Being swept along chained to this fate Shut away rocking back and forth I can’t scream at the walls of my cell The knife stares at me, taunting me Do I fear this blade or do I welcome this blade Abusing myself for a feeling Is there any other way Looking in the mirror, face distorting Seeing evil in my heart I reach for my healing juice It’s pinning me down making my sadness breathe Seeing things through bad eyes It’s easier not to succeed