Words From the Heart

Numb, from the inside-out.
Beaten down, to tired to shout.
Shout, for a cure to this disease.
Anyone, can you save me please?
I'm scarred, internal and on the surface.
Cowering in a corner, I've never been so nervous.
My life spiraled down so fast,
can I break this chain at last?
Break free from this horrid iron clench,
I plead for freedom from this mess.
A broken image I see in the mirror,
my path couldn't be any unclearer.
I try to peel away it's remains,
but no matter what they always stay.
My mind battles with this demon within,
it's tracks left all over my skin.
Like a parasite it's eaten inside,
Condemning my veins to die.
Sucking the life right out of me,
will I ever be free?
Can I break through the walls?
Can I overcome it all?
I'm not proud of the man that I've become,
yet I love this comforting numb.
This warmth that invades my soul,
that feeling that never grows old.
This love that is forbidden,
that pain that's so forgiving.
The touch of an angel,
the work of a devil's angle.
A master mind torcher device,
a catch twenty two filled with joy and strife.
This is not my life!
Exhausted, both mentally and physically.
Bounced between both sides constantly,
peace of mind has left entirely.
Why has this fallen upon me?
My heart is pouring out to you.
I hope my message will make it through.
I did not mean for this to happen.
I hope my words speak louder then my action.
This illness has completely taken over,
my morale cannot be any lower.
I hope to God I make it out,
this is not what life's about.
I love this demon with all my heart,
I do not see a fresh start.
My existence has been compromised,
this demon's found a base to strive.
I hope I can find my remedy.
Anyone, can you save me?