Unkindness

The demons whisper in my ear: "Nightmares don't just dwell in dreams" Every day my mind is flooded with these images of Hell I'd scratch my eyes out if it meant my head would let me rest in peace My vices consume me I don't recognize my own face, I've put a mask in it's place I need saving grace The old me has been erased Am I cursed to be trapped inside myself forever? Victimized by my own mind until my head is severed We'll let the ravens have a taste as we all hang together A living carcass left to rot for others viewing pleasure Still I try to overcome my bitter consciousness Still I fail to overcome my bitter consciousness After all, I was always headed straight for a casket Life shouldn't be this hard. It shouldn't be a struggle But lately it seems I have to keep telling myself to Breathe in, look at yourself, and then decide. Is this what you want to live like? Maybe it's all inside your mind, maybe the dark is here to stay this time Everything is falling apart. I'd trade it all for a chance to restart Breathe in