Captured by my own mind,
Killed by my own kind..
For under the skin,
Lies darkness within..
The demon inside,
O has me beside..
Terror, measured a ton,
Like being held by a gun..
For always on the run,
Hiding from the sun..
To keep myself from burning,
To tame myself from turning,
Into what seems to be returning..
A dark past, burning all that's buried deep,
Hell's haunting me for while I sleep..
O leaves me not, loves me like a tortured thought..
I stand as my soul takes to stare,
At the ashes scattered everywhere..
Arising from those ashes above,
A phoenix afraid to and 𝒐𝒇 love..

© OHT