Insanity
I'm sitting here hearing the noises the voices in my head. they ramble on of a better place and oh the warmth of the red thats flowing down into a puddle beside me on the floor, if I had the strength I'd scream for help thats just beyond the door, my demons are screaming with great delight at what they've accomplished today, the devil is coming to drag me to hell, to take my soul away. i feel the evil gripping my soul i cant seem to gasp for a breath, my soul is fading my sights going dim it seems ive met my uncertian death. theres a woman screaming just hang on honey let me go get some one, the demons are shrieking and laughing at me , the damage has already been done. the devil herself is standng by me telling me to close my eyes and sleep, it'll all be over in just a short while and no more will i hear a peep, from the voices that haunt me and scream all hours but the devil is such a liar, she's just dragging me down to toss me in that horrible enternal fire. i hear my demons screaming again dancing around in my head, they are celebrating their joyous occasion because they think im dead. im not dead though, im still alive although thats not what Gina was hoping, because she's the devil, the one with the steel, that cut my arms wide open.
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