Trapped in my own mind,
while unable to find,
a remedy to make this cease,
so I may find my peace...
This won't go away,
no matter what I say,
the demons are lurking inside,
from which - I cannot hide.
My mind is torn and dark as night,
it's blood leaking out of spite.
What I long for I cannot obtain,
and from such temptations I must refrain.
It is right here in front of me,
appearing ever so suddenly.
I should be past this, I should be healed,
but the craving in my heart I still feel.
Will it ever end?
Or, will I have to send
my thoughts into a tight-locked safe,
where my ambitions are so easily replaced?
The unknown is the scariest part,
bringing the disease coating my heart,
leaving me reaching for a desperate wish...
and every time - I always miss.