Will I give up and pull the trigger
These walls are only getting bigger.
Will I keep indulging and pass away from this over dose.
The demons of my mind are taming me.
Letting me know it's time to be free.
Will it be my funeral that I receive my first rose.
Living dangerously, I suppose.
I'm fixated..
Feeling sedated..
The sweetness of this pain.
Lost my mind, crawling in the rain.
Losing consciousness, closing my eyes.
Maybe the fear was that I never wanted to die.
I felt a hand touch my shoulder.
Was this me...only older.
Guiding me out of this mess.
It sure isn't what I really wanted, I confessed.
My angel self...
Offering to help...
Looking in the mirror, a shadow I do see.
It's time now I unlock my self and set my demons free.
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