Demons deep and dark inside; so deep and dark reside,
Watching from a distance, as daylight all but dies.
Gazing over oceans, a dark hole in your mind,
You are giving into vices, and you know this isn't right.
But you do not make sense, of my reasoning sometimes,
So reach into that dresser, and calmly grab a knife.

While looking in the mirror, a sudden change of heart,
You know where this will lead you and you **** sure will not start.
You take that wretched knife, and plunge it in the ocean,
You take that darkest demon, and ******* tear it open.
It's blood is now like rain, just like you have been hoping,
You've beaten all the pain, and now to start the coping.