Addiction

Beaten down by broken walls Heading to a point of snap No one sees the fading halls No one heres the open trap Pounding and screaming Influenced by the devils eye Wishing someone out there Would here your fearful cry You hesitate to no return The darkness begins to inclose Thinking what there is to earn But you hold the hand of a bloody rose Departing leaves you sorrow The glow was never drawn Waiting for tomorrow By then your heart is gone Soon beginning to rot Like a tree in a cemetery The feeling leaves you shot What have I done to me?