Look deep into my eyes, for I have a story to tell.

Sitting here, wondering, dazed, and confused.
hurtful emotions that are tearing my heart apart, leaving the beats upon it, misplaced, broken, and abused.
all the pain i feel inside, has destroyed my dreams, self esteem, and my honest pride.
the tears that bleed down my cheeks, have became my reflection screaming back at me in the mirror, the demons i see with my eyes that burn in my soul, that tend to guide me, showing no remorse, care, or sorrow, leaving my body still, weak walking dead, and promised no tomorrow.
this creature that lies within me, that holds up my horns, has conquered my spirit, hope, and happiness, proceeding to forget about all the promises and the existent of all the wishes i've ever made, and allows my dreadful past, to haunt me again and, all over again be re born, continuing down the road in my life, that others judge as sin.
the scars upon my mortal temple, tell a story rather than a life i imagined, regretful, happy, and simple.
these wounds, they shall never heal, creating doubt, emptiness, and unbearable hatred, and fear.
all my good memories of laughter, family, and cheer, that helped me get here, has been swallowed by the beast that whispers, hate doubt and controlling decisions,
pushing cold hear-ted, flames in my ears.
creating my walking torso, to rule over the greatness that occurs in the atmosphere