Inner Demons

I wish not to disturb you
my dearest friend of friends
but I fear there's something wrong here
that I cannot comprehend

My body shakes and I cannot sleep
a dread I feel so deep
and when I do of restlessness
and monsters do so creep

The roses they are bleeding
a reminder of my truth
a constant condescending
of my need to not exist

Do not run away from me
I"m holding by a thread
swinging by my consciousness
in hopes that I'm not dead

I hope that if I touch you
I can gain a little life
that sparks a fire in your soul
and makes you burn so bright

But as I sit here I do so choke
on sins that have come to pass
I realize life would bring me pain
but I crave the love to laugh.