Demons Demons go away
I don't want to play your games
You tug at my heart
And ***** with my emotions
I don't get why hurting me is your devotion
Maybe one day these pills will work
The the curse will be lifted
But why do you  spend so much time up in my mind
At the loneliest hour you come to haunt and depression fills the air as I wait for this to end I sometimes think of mine
I say I'm fine but maybe this curse in my mind will subside with time or maybe it will haunt me till the end

When I looked into your eyes those beautiful storms that when you blinked could ******* away but now
there was no breeze to lift the ships of love forward
But instead a sunken ship
And another eye looking out for the next boat to wreak

Little lost boy doesn't know which path is right he is bent out of shape from the twisted words told to him the ones that left marks on him but they are not scars but stories of his life so little lost boy might find his way only if he can find his heart but every time he tells his story he always goes back to the start

my dear I’m so far underwater
i can’t breathe
as i try to reach for bubbles of air they float up as i sink down
i see your hand
and like a fish to a hook i am drawn to grab you
who knew it would hurt so bad
she tore me away from you and threw me back in because she knew i was not good enough to fill her hunger for pain and your desire to be loved
my dear i am drowning
water now fills my lungs
i see you from down under
you gaze from the surface
i am helpless and i can see the same thing in your eyes
i stopped fighting
because i knew you couldn’t save me,
I’m gone
i have become another grain of sand that once was in your life
because she ripped me from your heavenly grasp
and i didn’t dare to try a swim back up
because my dear I rather drown then see you love her

Do you remember when I was your MUSE?
every inch of my body was your canvas using your nails as pencils and fists as the brush, you  painted and sketched all over my body. Vibrant colors of black and blue you left your marks and created a beautiful picture of pain and when you looked at me I wasn't your favorite work of art