I've been thinking about all those times when the hurt became too great,
when I ran away into my head, into my world, just to make myself feel safe.
Some how I have to face this demon, somehow I have to win against my foes,
rise up to the heavens and chant my name, while I see them faltering below.
This wall around me, has been painfully built for many many years,
each new brick woefully triggered by each newly discovered fear.
Inside the wall, time has stopped and light cannot be found,
only one voice can be heard, the voice of fear is the only sound.
It grows and it gnaws, it fights and it rips my heart into shreds,
throwing up every bad thing, all the bad words that have been said.
Once again i'm under full attack, the nightmares become me and I am back there,
the times I felt most alone, the times I needed someone to care.
In that baron wasteland, there is no comfort, only the knives that dig in my skin,
cutting me, slashing me and bleeding me out, to rid me of all my sin.
The memories that have been on repeat, are set to start the loop once more,
reminding me again of everything that scared me all those times before
when I played with the fire, thinking I could win while my skin burned,
I have to take control, I must live forever 'till these lessons have been learned.
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