Pus

There's more depth to my words      
Than the depths of my story's cuts      
Words written to hide my inner burns      
And scars filled with emotional pus      
     
To you my words are graphic or tragic      
But they really are a self exorcism      
Trying to erase my demons with magic      
Forgiveness and salvation my life's mission      
     
I write about pain, fear, and terror      
That tells a tale simple and storied      
A reflection of my mirror's error      
Not my memories dead and buried      
     
They tell about my suffering      
Conflicting thoughts in my mind      
My darkness inside is smothering      
The path to freedom I'm trying to find      
     
The darkness I need to get out      
Before it takes control of my soul      
Erasing my past there is no doubt      
The mission of my story's goal      
     
So before my words are dismissed      
Look deeper into the words I write      
In order for you to exist      
Let my darkness shine your light