Losing to the demons
that have condemned my soul to hell
the fakeness of my smiles
the extent of my outter shell
happines, only a few blood drops away
but do i dare to take the steps
to which will lead to the loss of sanity
in which has already started to go astray
the memory of you is starting to blur
as this blade starts to slice into my skin
losing the sense of your betrayel
that haunts me from within
thus teaching my heart a lesson
not to fall again and believe
not to love as much as i did
cause nothing is ever as it seems
