The twisted feelings in my heart feel like twisted metal after a wreck
The darkness covering my soul looks like tar
These feelings are consuming my whole being until there will be nothing left.
The fight seems futile to fight for I will never vanquish these feelings
Every time I battle, I think I get somewhere
They only let me think that I might have a chance to win the fight
Then out of nowhere there back
Just as tortures’ as before
There forms are like demons of the night
Invisible ones, they are silent, with no weaknesses
I battle until I bleed and hurt yet still I give in
They start by invading my thoughts, then my senses
Then the demons surround me like a fortress
Will I ever find my savor?
Or am I doomed to fight this battle forever alone?
The end is the only way I will ever know
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.06 seconds at 7:02pm on Nov 22, 2024 via server WEBX1.