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Trying to shut the demons up
Liquor is a tight key
Trying to call the mind down
Calm is not part of the wave
Emotional parting separating a blind mans truth from rage
Not an easy fix
Flashes of wicked past roam through broken tethers
I need a feather in the road to guide me from my fears
I can not do this
Not alone
I am too afraid to ask for help
I don't want the room again
December claws at my back
Like a raven at the door
A remembrance I cannot forget
Tolerance strength fight
I cannot find those words
I do not feel strong
I do not see myself matching
The drums is not mine
This cross
This burden I choose to bare
Hangs hard and heavy
I hung myself a while ago
I choose not to trust
I don't want to bureden people
Loves ones friends
I walk in silence to dance with my demons
One day they will win because I will fall weaker than before
I am sorry I will sever my bound here to earth
One day I will not be able to battle the wind among dead
In sorrow I cry my silent tears of pain
Glisining away my blood will circle the drain.