The Ongoing Struggle

SadisticSatanist

I’ve had it, it never stops,

They just never rest,

I beg you call the cops,

I think it’s for the best.

All these thoughts,

They just never go,

My mind tied up in knots,

I just feel so low.

I really don’t want to cause hurt,

But my demons tell me to kill,

Which is why I’m an introvert,

As I hope I never will.

I’m forever fighting this urge,

But my demons they want to purge.

  • Author: SadisticSatanist (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 7th, 2015 22:08
  • Category: Gothic
  • Views: 24
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