I have a fear,
A disease you may call it,
Whenever there's soothing silence
I fear of tormenting violence.
I suffocate,
There's lack of air in my soul
Whenever you leave me here,
Darkness consumes me whole.
I fall and break,
Now there's a scar inside of me
Whenever I try to ignite my soul with light
I'm burnt out of flames,
I can't breathe.
You may call it a disease
You may laugh about it inside.
But dear,
Have you ever fought your own demons?
Tell me,
If you ever won
Against the darkest parts of your life!