My demons sleep beside me,
They are always there for me when no one else is,
My arms and thighs are covered with scares,
The past holds horrific memories,
I stand tall waiting for this blood to drain from my body,
It slowly drops down to the floor,
In the dark room I stand, with my demons over my shoulders,
They watch and whispers words in my ears,
I close my eyes and listen to every word,
My heart begains to beat faster, the room starts to spin,
In my hand I hold the blade tighter,
Then I look out the window at the night sky,
I hear a softer voice coming out of the darkness saying,
You're beautiful soul, needs to see this word longer,
My dear, put down that blade and live another day.