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by lucid
Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Death · #1542476
losing sense of control over life
It’s over no more living
Time for life to come to an ending

No more demons hanging over my shoulder
No demons crying for a takeover

Let my soul and my body become free
Let the sadden emptiness engulf me

Wanting the change to be deranged
Every part of my body feels strange

The sensation of life turning insane
Making it Hard to maintain

But still I stay in the correct mind frame
The good is rejected then the poison fills the brain

My life is now nothing but a dark circle
What used to be clear has now turned purple

I can’t go back to what I used to be
The demons have won and there’s no changing me

Believing that my soul was set free
I now live for the night’s breeze

Fumes of death overwhelms the air
Making it hard for life to compare

Seeing is not part of the reality
My eyes are black just like my mentality

So I now reside in a dark hole
And let my poisonous soul roam.

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