Surrounded By the Flies
Spiked by the needles inserted through my arms.
I bleed with my anxieties.
I need to fix my needs.
My veins thrash Inside my flesh.
I want to break free just for one day.
Demons which stalks as the darkest of any shadow.
Roams freely in the back of my mind.
Scraping the walls clean in my brain.
Yet, not relieving my pain.
Nothing matters to nobody.
Why should anything if nothing should.
The place where and to I walk.
Poisoned by the shades living by the rules of paranoia.
I feel them hanging onto my soul.
I smell them when the wind blows.
As my darkness breaks.
I will never be the set free.
Fear, I do.
When I have to stare into the sky.
When will forgiveness rain my way.
The day of deaths begining.
Will end when I die.
Surrounded by the flies.
Surrounded by my endless lies.
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