First one's to curiosity
Second's for the pain
Third one's for you
And everything I do
Fourth's for anger
The fueled hate and waking violence
Fifth's for the lies sent to me at night
And all that I held tight
Will slip away like I am
Sixth's for the rush
The swelling, the blood
Lie by lie
Cut by cut
You'll see perfect, I'm everything but
Dormant eyes
And broken lies
Stay on my skin
As I live off the sadism and the cynics
Expired love
And fresh hate
Shine in the glint of this sharp edge
This world has pushed me to the ledge
For now, I'd thought I'd won
But that was a battle lost
And this war is far from done
First one's to curiosity
Second for the pain
Third one's for you
And everything I can't do
YOU ARE READING
Fight Your Demons
PoetryPoetry from an angry boy, too scared to be a man A paper heart and an incarcerated mind Caged words and a broken tongue The words spilt in the night This is the absence of light, the expired fight All the demons come to take him away In hopes he w...
