I walk home
looking for comfort
but all thats there
Is me and my demon

We chat for a little
"We chat"
About my past
The bits she loved most
the ones with blood on the floor
And bared teeth sharp as knives
Growls that scare the beams in the walls till they quiver
Wearing A bone white mask as though it could conceal the thing
that lurks behind in the darkness

I thought the chains would hold
The key was gone
But there it was holding it out to me
Showing me what I felt I needed
a lie
a key
to my happiness

Little did I know that everything has a price
I watched the girl take the key
Soon did I see

                          That Monster was me

I'm writing to remember
Wish I can never see another December
Road trip to hell
Love was a fail because I fell
Crawling to get back on my feet
Done stuff impulsively and said thungs i don't mean
Why am I hurt
Why does it burn
I'm cold and alone in this dark path
Do I miss the comfort wish i had it back