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I get up out of bed, woke up crying tears of crimson red, maniacal laughter screaming inside my head, I wonder if I am alive at the same time hoping that I am dead, I can feel it like burning coals, my demons have a firey hold upon my soul, seeming not ever wanting to let it go, i'm in a waking nightmare facing all my fears, watching all I love dying while I cry no tears.
yeah my worse nightmare when I lose all compassion, my biggest fear is I think it's already happening, as I sit and stare into nothing hysterically laughing. These demons inside poisoning my mind they are all out to get me, now I best be ready to face my destiny... Michael John Winkelsas