frightmare

sleeping scares sometimes.

i close my eyes and my fallen angels bring me frightmares.
demons that strech my skin untill it tears.
bleeding and no care.
to scream i do not dare.

then the scene dissappears and i am

running through a twisted forrest
all i hear is my chorus

then i fade into

a pitch black room
a gun makes its boom
this will be my tomb
my life a broken broom

falling into now is

my bleeding heart
the devils chosen his part
this is the end of the start
the demons push the deads cart

floating into

the devils pride
i am his bride
i keep him satisfied
even though i need to hide.

crashing through

i adapt to the unknown
i've broken time i was shown
now all i am is bone
always alone
its set in stone