Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Dark Knocks.

The demons trapped in me
For years I believe
The destroyers of senses
Burning down to ashes
But very well tamed
To the dawn of the blamed
For the beginning to the end
The demons beckons again
The truth of the world
I lie in bed curled
For the years of pain
Wondering what I was to gain
Soon my solitude stolen
I dreamt of them crawling

Locked up in a cage
The very controlled rage
The pretentious stage
The feeling so strange
The life I've deranged
It's time they are chained
Because one may never know
When they come knocking again.

1 comment:

  1. Dream with your eyes closed
    Remember memories fond and old
    Bear what you can
    Sing what you can't

    Well done.