Where I am, no man can find me.
My mind constantly confines me.
My voice is not the one inside me.
I’m lost inside, and only God knows where to find me.
I’m not afraid of death, it greats me.
I want to kill my demons, but they cheat me.
I say that I’m doing fine, but they defeat me.
I’m trapped inside, and only God knows where’s the real me.
Copyright © Ray McIntosh | Year Posted 2017
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