In dark corners of the mind it lingers still
This thought that haunts, with melancholic truth
As irony holds sway, to bend our will
The fears, they gather round, with bitter chill
As words fall hollow, lacking any proof
In dark corners of the mind it lingers still
The devil, they say, brings pain and thrill
Yet in this twisted world, he's not uncouth
As irony holds sway, to bend our will
Amidst the chaos, one thought stands distill
Of all the lies, there's one that's absolute
In dark corners of the mind it lingers still
This bitter truth, it cuts against our skill
And as we wither, it takes on its youth
As irony holds sway, to bend our will
So let us face what we cannot fulfill
Embrace the devil's words, his pain and ruth
In dark corners of the mind it lingers still
As irony holds sway, to bend our will.
©jamielong
J