The inner beast is awoken inside of me. The battle that's lost, I see as a tragedy. The inner demons,brought onwitha single thought, Wrapped up in myself, with a quickness,the drugs were bought. Broke down in a syringe, andslammed inmyvein, on comes the rush, my life threatened again. My inner peace is shaken, and my youth was robbed, By the demonwithin,thus the cycle begins. Bottle itup,don'tspeak a word, You don't want to talk, nevermind what you heard. "To get your feelings out", or so they said, "is blowing hot air!!" Nobody's listening,'cause nobodycares!! I heard as a youth, I was twisted askew. So back to these demons,the ones I can'thandle. I deal in my own way, as my mind is a scramble. Hold my hand, embrace my soul as the rushcomes. My body trembles, my mind is a flutter, my soul pays the price as the process is done. The high runs its course, Duly noted in blood. If I'd only learned to cope, as a child should. There would be no dragon, nowhite ponytoride. No pain and agony, No demons inside. But for now,there's devilsto quell. Forgive mytemporarylapses, as I overcome thisspell. Head's getting dizzy, That was a big shot. "Better than normal" he said. Shit,, I forgot. I feel my soul lifting, From it's normal place, My heart is slowing, from it's steady pace, And the coloris drainingfrom my face, And my thoughts are calmingfrom the normalrat race, As my soul departs, From this earthly tomb, The first time, in a lifetime, that which I seak, a lifetime of torment, turns to a deathtime of peace. So what's the price that's paid, for innocence lost? Why only my life, the ultimate cost. Shit, I died.
April 15 2013