Fighting those demons once again
One cut, two cuts, three cuts, four
How many times must I go through the same critical pain?
Internalizing over and over, how much more?
Looking at that demon in front of me
That reflection of agony
All sliced up and in misery
The mockery turning to insanity.
Stop the voices, stop the self deprecating thoughts.
Dropping to my knees, too weak to go on
*Stop infecting me with your miserable thoughts!
Tired of being the narcissist's pawn.
Each day I'm growing colder
Reality distorting before my eyes
*Fake friends turning their shoulder.
Freedom is fogged by all these lies.
