Coming

Thoughts are getting the best of me. Feelings are numbing. I spit out the bad taste in my mouth.

This infection is seeping out of a wound that never closed.

The demons are beating up my insides dying to get out. Eating off the open sores they left while they scratched at my soul.

0 to 100 in no time flat. It's time to face these facts. I'm bleeding from the inside out. They are eating away at me and it's more than I can take.

Grinning the whole time they are killing me. Choking on the bitterness of my broken heart.

Thoughts are getting the best of me. These feelings are numbing. I'm gonna start running, I can feel them coming.