everything around here seems crazy
seems like its different in a way no human can see
feels like theres something drifting against the ceiling
something banging in between the walls
the air is poison
no one can survive
am i crazy or do you hear it too?
or is it just a demon?
every night i wake up screaming and seeing a shadow next to me
a demon is controlling my body,
my mind,
my voice,
and its making me go out of control
im losing my mind
whatever you do, dont get me mad
or my inner demon will be unleashed from its gold cage...
from its gold chains...
when i close my eyes...
all i see is skulls made out of gold...
skeletons made out of silver...
and hearts made out of stone
- Author: Writings From The Unknown13 ( Offline)
- Published: May 23rd, 2017 10:12
- Comment from author about the poem: this is another song that i have written these are just my favorite lines from it
- Category: Gothic
- Views: 30
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