The End
Tonight my inner demons escaping trying to take control, my depression making me cower, that devil, he on a role, I’m trying to fight but I’m smothered with them breathless sighs, suffocating within, saying I’m fine, when I know that’s a lie, everyday alive I’m drowning in pool of pain, screaming into my pillow, nails sunk in, as I go insane, memories are just a constant reminder of what I’ve done wrong, I’ll continue to make mistakes, so I’m better off gone, they just watch me burn as my mind clouds up with smoke, sit & laugh at my pain, as if it’s a joke, fakes smiles & laughter, they make for a great disguise, time to say my prayers & wipe the tears from my crying eyes, I’m tired of acting with such disgruntled behavior, watch me lay it to rest in the hands of my lord & savior, my body confiscating the abuse, can you ease the pain, I apologize to all but the only thing left is for these wings I’ll gain.
Copyright © Michael Aycock | Year Posted 2018
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