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Liz Nov 2013
There's only one way
To let the pain out.
Only one way,
Because i cannot shout.
I'll rip myself open,
To let the demons be free.
They will run down my leg,
Trickling so gently.

Now the monsters are free,
But just for one night.
They'll be back again tomorrow,
Screaming with all their might.
That's why i bite my lips,
Not to ****** your eyes,
But these devils, so desperately
Are dreaming of my demise.

Now you say it doesn't make sense,
To let them free at night.
But iv'e grown so accustomed,
To giving in to their desires.
That i cannot stop,
I cannot see,
How you think this is really hurting me.
The merely superficial passageways,
That my demons travel,
Will fade over night,
Just like i will not matter.
Liz Oct 2013
The beat of your drums,
Echos the beat of my heart.
The strength of your voice,
Comforts my mind.
The strum of your chords,
Sways my soul back and fourth.
The depth of the bass,
Pulls me back from my depths.

Its so much more than music to me.
last night i saw my favorite band, and it reminded me just how much they mean to me. no amount of words i could say would explain how much they have saved me and how much they mean to me.

— The End —