There is a darkness living inside me
I thinks he's been there since I was three
He laid dormant when I was five
When I was thirteen he came alive
At first he was weak barely a noise
But soon he became an ever present voice
He started to show me I was alone
He told me this world is not my own
I was separated from the other empty shells
I was locked in my mind a personal hell
The demon began clawing at my flesh
He became a force I could hardly supress
He crashed around inside my head for days
He became a force from which I couldn't run away
When I was sixteen I began to find some reprieve
But now that I'm eighteen I see he'll never leave