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Jun 2018
My heart beats against my chest,
The adrenaline rush getting to my head.
I’m scared and stuck in public,
Lying awake to the paralysis as it’s subject.
I look around and my vision is obscured,
My mind full of aches, my words matured.
I try and try, but it all goes wrong.
My head, my words and even this song.
I wanna see you, but I don’t want it to go away,
I don’t wanna disappoint nor do I wanna Say...
I wanna go home, but this feeling forces me to stay.
The problem is, If I let it all go...
I’ll forget this ever happened, I’ll bow to my audience and I’ll call it a show.

Every time I speak, I see myself in a mirror!
Every time I look, I see my life disappear!

You heartless *******, you’re just hallucinations!
Go burn in the hell, you call home!
You’re nothing but a miscreation!
So I bow my head, and I’ll tell you...
I’m sorry and I can’t hold on much longer,
I love you.
I don’t expect this to skyrocket.
Demons
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