Angels of Death

Surrounded by the reminder of this old pain
I struggle to find the right words again
I find myself drifting beyond sleep and dreams
To the nightmares that force out these ugly screams

This hole has grown inside beyond my control
As these emotions have begun to take another toll
New sores form around the old, tearing me raw
My eyes still blinded by the truth I thought I once saw

I try to kill it ,try to kill it for the last damn time
Hoping I can cure this disease and clear away the grime
Unfortunatly the exit is shut up way too tight
And my will to live has lost the fight tonight

So death's angels up above, can you hear me now?
Please let me get through this someway, somehow
I ask only of one favour and nothing more
Please let me find a way to cure this ugly sore

I'll pray day and night until this disease is gone away
If it means I can live free from the pain for one last day
So take this all, from my mind, body, and soul
And heal what's left of this gaping hole.