Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Altered ego

Ever wondered how your inner demons grew so strong?
How they became so many
How the torture became so intense
Budding from a single doubt, fear, sorrow, grief, and disbelief
Amassing itself, steadily, surely, day by day,
Feeding its hunger, pushing me another step closer
To the darkness beyond death
Taking me apart piece by piece
While its jaws gnash and grind every string of flesh
Every shard and sinew of bone
Then vomits my soul, pulling me inches from the abyss
Then devours you all over again
Seemingly futile to fend
Resistance is the only repose
It is solace
It is my servitude
I never once held it back
Only amused it enough to come back another day
I cannot die by its hand, nor can death be its fate
It is my raging tempest
In its winds I perpetually flutter
In its torture, I writhe in anguish
The cold silence I languish
So how did my demons grow so strong?
Why wont they, I made them after all.
So take my life
Take my soul
Take whatever is left of me
Because I own you anyway
-graydarksoul-