DarkAlchemyStudios

Bleak blue room, and it fills with your tears. All the myths you know are true, a bitter taste to last for years. Sacrifice your scars, to fabricate the past. Obliteration is a pill. Drink it down, do it fast. Wide awake when weakness fades, let the nightmare disappear. Check the time, for it is precious, and realize why you are here. In time of need and rest, don't hold your breath, hold onto the only truth you have left. Always seeing things as they aren't, may leave you feeling ever so bereft. Turn on all the lights, to forget that dark exists. Sleep dreamless, sleep still, for your story has a shocking twist. Double-cr

This fantasy transformed into a fortress the day the Demon came. Swollen eyes and cold blood... I wonder if I'll ever be the same? Barricaded memories, sweeping truths under the rug. Hiding in the shadows, lies the Demon, buried and smug. Moving along, with pain put to rest. Still, there's a scar fermenting in my chest. It grows, and it burns, and it plays games, Leaving my hope, to rise up in flames. Sometimes, though, I can win the wretched war. Fight the Demon, and settle the score. For there's much more to life, than just this 'one thing'. Living on borrowed time, dangling by a string. Just when I feel that I'm in the clea