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Demons of my depression

Once more My Demons Inside My Head or screaming at me
Active all the time now for only me to see
It's getting harder to hide all these feelings I've built up inside
They fill my head with thoughts of things evil and vile
Thoughts that are usually calm and peaceful are now dangerous and hostile
I may smile and play but these evil creatures are always active and present
Whispering in my ear telling me to do things I know I will resent
People always tell me you will be happy one day, all you need to do is fight
It's been so long now I'm starting to doubt they were right
No matter what I do it seems I'm losing the fight for my soul
One day they will break free for my mental restraints and I'll lose control
Whenever that day comes, no more will I be able to hold myself back
I'll lose this fight and my innocence will fade to pitch black
They will take over my shell of a body and cut me up after taking bottles of pills
I won't be able to do anything but watches my blood spills
There will be no one to point fingers at and blame
I will be nothing more than just another name and the sick and twisted game
©parker94