Lay me down, on a bed of thorns
For the flowers refuse to bloom
Am already mentally paralyzed
My days have turned gloom

Looking out to the sunset
Thinking of drowning my pain
Tears refuse to comfort me
Coz anxiety has grabbed me again

Let lose my demons from within
The torture is way too much
See how my soul twists and turns
As my eyes are closed to watch

******* away, O' King of winds
To the deepest cliff around
Dark, lonesome shores greet
As I plagued myself on the ground...

©sim