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Little taste of the devil inside

My thoughts led me to a path less travelled, this is the string that was unraveled, can't turn back until I'm certain, that madness is mine forever, I haven't slept for days, I see the shadows in the corner of my eye, I hear you calling my name, still I go further, my eyes are raw, crying to rest, but I ignore them, I see a glimpse of ghosts, they are getting louder, no words just noise, close the blinds, the daylight distracts my path, neighbours start to complain, madness sometimes gets a little loud, I've lost track of days gone by, I feel my body itch for sleep but I ignore it, bought a bottle to numb myself, except it drove me down my path even more, the rafters, no.7 in hand, took a skull, to wrap mine in a bike lock rope, said goodbye to my angels and demons, until it went taught, not my time as the body refuted, so down this path I kept walking, kitchen knife in hand, to drunk to realise it was dull like my spirit, felt like a failure, my journey almost at a head, the pitfall of everyone you pushed away, they turned their back while I walked this journey.
Written by Flayed_And_Display (Flayed_And_Displayed)
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Drink me in, for I am poison.
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