My demons trying to escape.
I can feel him.
Pulling and tugging.
Trying to do,
Whatever he can
To just break.
Break apart from the emotions.
Break apart from the tears.
Break apart from the lies.
He's trying to lead me
But I won't follow.
Where's he going?
He'll break through soon
I can already tell.
Rip my chest open
And pore out into he world.
Will I follow,
Who will know
Once I stitch up the wounds, and he goes.
Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 1:44 AM UTC
My demons trying to escape.
I can feel him.
Pulling and tugging.
Trying to do,
Whatever he can
To just break.
Break apart from the emotions.
Break apart from the tears.
Break apart from the lies.
He's trying to lead me
But I won't follow.
Where's he going?
He'll break through soon
I can already tell.
Rip my chest open
And pore out into he world.
Will I follow,
Who will know
Once I stitch up the wounds, and he goes.
