I wrote of a demon
in my younger days
a darkness inside me
that lead me in many ways
Killing me slowly
as i numbed it's lies
keeping me bound tight
under the death like skies
Nothing but failure and disappointment
every which way i turn
now all i can do is pray and hope
to forgive my-self I will learn
When feeling I'm trapped
with out strength
I fall into cutting
at arms length
seeing my blood
and feeling the sting
makes the dark one
my ruler; my king
I pray I can't fall
any further then this
as my eyes slowly close
to my sweet dream bliss
...tO bE cOnTiNuEd....
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