Under The Surface

Desensitized. A living scar. The Painful darkness shrouds my mind. I´ve gazed into my deformed self: Tormented and set ablaze. Under the surface - there are wounds that never heal. Under the surface - where the demons take control. So numb and cold. A living void. Strife, fight, regain control to end this agony. I´ve gazed into my deformed self: Tormented and set ablaze. Cannot ease this pain called living. Something inside me has died. I succumb to the pain. Fighting this long-lost battle. Struggling in vain. Something within me has died. I succumb to the dark. Drain the life blood from my veins, Ease this pain called living