Today started out to be such a beautiful day
No care in the world everything was at bay
I kept myself busy with cooking and cleaning
Even felt like dancing to some Prince, I did some of his spinning
Then out of nowhere
I was knocked dead on my **** in less than I could take a breathe
Sat down and then it really hit me
The demons skipped me last night those creeps
And they've come to get me on this once was a gorgeous day
Why now what would've been the harm to just let one day go by
I begin to get pain and debris swishing in my head
It's so loud I can't even hear myself plead
Oh crap am I even breathing
Is it time to go now I heard yes for the time being
Knowing that would be just to easy for them
These demons want me to live so they can torture me
As if I was the walking dead
The loud noises in my head are so disturbingly embedded
I try not to let them in
As I've said before they do hold the master key made out of skin
So now my beautiful day will be spent in psychosomatic pain
Trying to clean out the demons in my attic post-traumatic
Written by: Denise Huddleston