Demons

Visions of a troubled mind.

Demons


A crack in the glass, shards pierce my skin.
Warped in reflection mirrors my sin,
Blood running freely,life flows away,
Sleep coming quickly, too selfish to stay,
Locked in a world full of torment and pain,
Personal demons bind me in chains,
Skin growing cold, breath fading fast,
Nightmares' reality consumes me at last.