The Demons

You get like this all the time

you know i hate it

but you do it anyway

i hear you walk in your room

i hear the bottle hit the glass

i just imagine whats to come

you get emotional

you fight with me

and for what cost

youre loosing me

each time you take a shot

you loose me a little more

you scare me

you worry me

i dont know what to do anymore

ive tried telling you how i feel

all you do is make empty promises

you just tell me to shut up

i dont know what else i can do

ive tried

youre just too addicted to your demons

your demons are hurting me-

hurting me inside out

im broken inside

but youve tought me this

i dont want to be you

or even like you

i dont want real demons of my own

if i did

they would hurt eveyone around me

like yours have done

yours have driven almost everyone away

but your demonds have made me stronger

and thats why im still here

but i might not be for long

please listen to me

i love you when youre away from them

but the moment that bottle hits that glass

they have come again

and there i go more

save yourself

before im gone for good!