Keep Fighting

rising up to the surface
grinding me down
like a tornado in my head
it goes round and round

fucked up thoughts
and muffled feelings
self inflicted pain
becomes very appealing

i fight the urge
but i cant hide from the pain
this situation
is driving me insane

the release i need
is from the edge of that blade
the demon takes over
i just want to be saved

i talk to a friend
and say how are you
whats wrong with u
she can read me right through

she distracts me a while
till the urge goes away
iv stopped letting it get to me
6 months to the day

so il keep fighting on
let the demon fade away
its not getting fed any ammo
thats all iv got to say......

by jade stalker

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