The begining

Friday, September 15, 2006

Wrestling the Demons

I wrestle the demons inside my head I fight with them every night before bed
One tells me that I am a lost soul, another tells me im a fool and the others just agree I try to open my eyes to see the truth that lies in front of me, Wrestling the demons in my head wears me out makes me wish I was more then dead, I want to feel pain, I want to feel need, I am tired of being numb you see the demons like to suck the life out of me as my heart lies on the floor bleeding I wish I could lock them away and fight no more, I must continue to wrestle the demons I have created for I am the one guilty of loving no more.


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