my demons are me

You come to me at night, in my twisted dreams
showing me things i couldnt see.
All of the blood, carnage, and gore.
Worse then jack the ripper slicing throats of whores.
theres something about the blood that makes me drown,
i drown in the blood i just keep going down
i wake up, and i see, a dead body staring up at me
what did i do? What have i fucking done?
I look up and i see the coming up sun,
i look down, i dont really feel sad,
i just see my fucked up past, i dont feel anything now,
I go home take a shower and fall down,
into my bed, into a deep sleep, dreaming of blood and dead bodies.
when i wake up, its 3am, time to go steal another life again.
One thing i failed to see, the demons in my dreams were me.