The invisible pull upon my soul,
Dragging me deeper into the abyss,
The darkness envelops around me,
The noose tightens around my neck.
The demon's claw at my very being,
Dragging me closer to the fiery depths,
Knives waiting to tear the flesh,
And sinew from my bones.
I struggle daily,
To fight the urge,
To give into the madness,
To let the demons win.
Fighting,
Clawing,
Til my face is soaked with blood,
To escape the demons clutches,
That bid me to this hell.
A hell comprised of days gone by,
And things I can not change,
A hell comprised of good intentions,
And things I wish I could have done.
My love you are the beacon,
That saves me from their grip,
Without you the pull is welcomed,
Taking me from this earth.
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Insights Into A Shattered Mind
PoetryA small selection of things I have written. I hope you enjoy them.