Haunted

These voices won't stop taunting me

The ghosts that I thought I buried long ago are still haunting me

These lines are blurred, it's getting harder to see

With these demons at my throat, it's getting harder to breathe

They've come to befriend me

When the whole world has given up on you, it'll be these demons that defend me

There's no way that you can prevent this

I hate myself, oh how I resent this

My friend I've given up along with myself

I'm screaming aloud, but no one hears my pleas for help

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