DEMON WITHIN
Sometimes I have a demon, it resides inside my mind
It peeps from green, impeccant eyes, exemplary in their bearing
Sometimes it sleeps, respite though slight, enough to give me strength to fight
And then it wakens, stirs, consumes, no one can hear my woeful cries
I struggle with my demon, its nature’s cruel, insane, depraved
Such wicked thoughts, beyond compare, it really isn’t me
So evil wins, so foul it’s a sin, I am its helpless slave
My will oppressed, my brain obsessed, there is nowhere to flee
My mind's controlled by a demon, I have no will or rights
I’ve given in, the villain’s within, my soul's consumed by darkness
I fear for life, no hope, lost might, no-one can see or hear my plight
I pray, I plead, it’s saving I need, please hear my call for forgiveness
It pulls me down, in death I drown, the fires of hell embrace me
Why me I ask through blackened lips, what did I do to deserve this?
My demon laughs, her eyes glow green, as I sink into the embers
Nothing, she laughs, you see, you’re me, it just took you time to learn this.
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