My Demons I have kept locked away,
the lock is broke they've come to play.
Showing me lies from eyes untrue.
Starting to believe, don't know what to do.
Whispering failures in my ears,
Feeling hopeless and yet still here.
Can't breathe, can't move, looking through a haze.
Walking in confusion stuck inside a maze.
Sadness, pain, and depression sets in.
I hear death calling, is this how it begins?
Fighting the same battles, day in day out.
Accomplished they say, for me I have doubts.
Surviving the game is what I want to do.
Barriers go up, after all I've been through.
I have been lead astray to the middle of lost.
What more from me will it cost?
Will I win? Can I succeed?
From this hell of darkness, will I be freed?