Dancing with the D-EVIL.

This internal humidity is suffocating the lining of my skin
I try to compress the devil's whisper, but he always wins
I'm paving my self with a darker shade of blood
I cannot move forward if I keep looking back

The blade scrolls and reads my broken morals at night
Darkness overwhelms me and I become anemic in this fight
My heart outpaces my mind, I almost stop breathing
I'm on the edge shuffling between the competing meanings for living

I fail to recognize the portrait spat in the mirror
I rub my native eyes so that I could see clearer
This must be a figment of my imagination
How can I be visible when I feel so dislocated

The devil has possessed my soul and I have become lost
My heart has been bleeding in an attempt to fill this hole
My shadow is faster than my mind, these words are spoken lies
The devil won't leave me alone; he awakens me just before I die.