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Demons
I sit back an watch
Not saying a single thing,
Plotting till i cant think straight,
My brain boils with hate ,
Itself its trying to uncage
all the racing thoughts
giving way to rage
So here it comes
Rolling in strong
We try to keep it barried
But it will always be there
The darkness with in.
Cant stand to fight
It's getting heavy
The rush
?Ain't fixing what
i now carry
Listen now this is where it gets hairy
The rage so strong my vision is blurry,
Something is wrong my head feels like its tearing
I hear demons saying its ok let it take you away
You hear your demons
Chanting loud and clear
"Give up and give in"
You know they'll win
Fighting aginst your darkest thoughts
Then you hear
"You wont win the fight, my dear"..
So give in,
I'll be the cause of the nightmares
That you now win.
Copyright ©
Chelsey Moore
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