There’s a place in my mind
where I take me to hide
safe from the demons
that haunt me all the time
It’s cold and it’s dark
and I can not be reached
not the place to enjoy
no day in the park
I hear them through the walls
they know where I am
they sing the sirens song
can I resist their call?
I smell my own fear, mixed with their stench
I tell myself no, I try to resist
They promise salvation
my hand starts to reach
Mind numbing peace can be mine for the taking
removes all the stresses of living
no minutiae to concern
Life again for the faking
Voodoo like zombie living a lie
detached from those around me
never a part of the picture
as I wait here to die.
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