Screaming

Their screams silence my hope for what I'm meant

Demons grips my throat and tells me I'm hell-sent

My tears are flowing trough my blood

It turns to ash...

I sit here alone Writing this poem

With a demon's claws in my back...

To me Whispering what I lack~

Feeling the madness surge through me

I forget I'm here I forget I can see…

My faith is beyond my grasp

Blood streams from behind the mask~

My dreams fall beneath my feet

I scream my words of my deceit

Im eaten down in this lonely room

I walk alone in this homely tomb…

My hope is gone, my wishes unsaid

But I guess its to late…cuz nonow I'm dead