I hear the call from deep within
The demons once again beckoning
Do they call for love
Nay, they call to feed on my sin
This time, the taste in my mouth declares
That I am dead
And next to me death forever stares
I am nothing – for a broken puzzle am I
A broken child.

Grasping onto an overshadowed lie
I cannot ink these pages anymore
I cannot pick the lock to the newfound door
For in fact the words I hear
The calls from demons within
Is in fact my eternal un-trusting fear
That wont allow me to give in

Alas, how I wish to truly do
What my aching heart wishes too
But never will I find that opportunity
For never will my heart be free
It belongs in a place I have not yet been
A place that’s ground my eyes have not yet seen
Within these eyes that now look away
It belongs in a time, where I crushed the day!
Forever gone
Forever lost
I was wrong
And this is my cost.

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