Long Forgotten?

A long forgotten rhythm is beating from inside I'm at loss of what I can do but, what's one more time for all they've lied? I can feel it starting up and it will be followed by the shaking God, whats happening to my control? It seems it's leaning towards breaking. I feel the quicken in the way I breath and then need is building up more turning me into the massacre I've been so many times before, I can feel never forgotten lines that criss-cross my skin hands reach up to grab my head as I tremble from withing. A long forgotten whisper whispers through my ears as demons light my eyes these long forgotten fears; seeking payment in blood my nails dig into my flesh as my body longs again for the blades caress. a/n: there will always be addiction inside of us that no matter what will define some part of us, that will demand of us, demons that haunt inside the shadows waiting. true story.