Cover me with shattered glass
To slice the demon from within
Bleed me, leave me
To bleed the hatred from my skin
Sear a brand to mark the fight
Of the devil's voice in my mind
Singing lullabies with icy lies
Shaking on tear stained tiled ground
Whispered ghosts replay hollow cries
My voice drowned out by their tortured sighs
Let me bleed the horror from my skin
Before they consume me with my sins
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Words of a Silent Soul - poetry
PoetryPoetry - some old, some new, all original. Some of these can be depressing or triggering. I'm not a professional poet, and most of these poems are thought up on the spot without much planning. Therefore, there isn't a whole lot of structure. Sorry a...
