Follow me, don't look back.
Follow me to the other side, the other side of your serenity.
The other side of your sanctuary that you wish you could just hold on to a little bit longer.

The way you look is kind of sad, why do you look like that little humanoid?
I am your demon, but no need to be afraid once again. I'm taking you away you see, away from this depression, madness, horror, confusion, pain, and emotions. Look down, see how far up we are?

End this, end this now. You don't like it here so why are you living everyday in that hollow body?
Jump with no thoughts and it will be your last action ever with those legs of yours, free falling and falling and falling and falling from the clouds while the smile will slightly start to turn on to your face the closer and closer and closer and closer you get, darling. Listen to me once more, please? No one can bare you looking like that everyday, neither can you.

Where are you going? I thought we had a deal that you where going to finally do it?
Fine, walk away from your demon once again, you can't keep doing that forever. One day you'll listen to me, I swear.

Tonight, the sky shines with the rest
of the night more than ever. Why does
the one star catch my eye and call for
me, is it my death or destiny? My mind
is going off into its own limbo.

Creativity over takes my mind as we speak
in the light of the eyes that were born down
on us, or the dead reaching to you from the other
side of the unseen world that some may call god,
but what I call *******.
  
So vain and loving, still starring down
at me calling my name. Before these *****
of gas that can cause a death or make wish
just seemed liked worthless snowflakes
stuck in space.

Now I see them as how they truly
are, dancing, moving, flashing and
flickering above the heads of poor
and rich making only me smile.

Trapped somewhere inside of this morphine,
either forced to swallow razor blades or sugar.
The ever present choking, the sick feeling of knowing.

Silently slipping into this surreal void of paradise
but is a living hell to all of the kinds that live upon
this earth we call our home

Everything holding me from myself
Everything holds tight wishing to be set free
My body tied down by weights
Even though I look so beautiful on the inside I wont do that again

I told myself, and lied.

Who are you, why are you here, why are the days counting down and down and down to every second and yet I still lay here wasting away from anything you created your self to be

Worthless, repeat after me, worthless.