Inner Self.
October 3, 2016
Living a double life I am
Until somebody saves me
From this painful darkness
That awaits me.
Hungry wolves tear me apart
So I can feel free
So I can spread my wings
Like the angel that I have always been.
Darkness cloud thoughts,
It crushes my dreams of being alive
So, please somebody save me from this dark,
unforgiving room, some people call hell.
But hell is a place that I have called home
Just by seeing the flames I know I can be more,
More that other people expect
and no one can ignore.
This does not make any sense at all
Am I just dreaming?
This is why I recall
That is just the beginning.
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