Sitting alone
Missing those I love
Like a stone
I sit, torn from below to above
Memories attack
Like armies of demons
Remorse, they lack
Tearing me apart for no reason
Can I find release
Not until this void is filled
Demons wont be appeased
Down to the bone, chilled
I have to rip free
From these demons
Tearing, destroying me
All over, again and again
Praying for the sons to bless
Me with the light to fill the void.
© Solemn Screams