The demons have me now.

But exactly what do i have to live for?

The demons have me now

I am surround by people- but I am alone. My eyes search for a light in one of these faces, my heart loses hope, no one knows. Why would they care anyway?

The demons have me now

I come home and beg God to let me die. If there is a God then why am I not saved yet or even better- why am i not dead yet? They say God put me here for a reason, but what is that reason? I’d sure like to know.

The demons have me now

I was searching for God and lost myself along the way .  .  .I found the devil instead. Where do you go when the only place you know is a life of sadness?

The demons have me now

Scars on my wrist show the pain. I cut to release; the only way I know how. I smile when its all over, I put my blades away, and sleep. and sleep. and sleep my madness away.

The demons have me now

I’m not really afraid of the usual stuff- not bugs or monsters, not even death- but I am afraid of life and how to use it.