Madison Farley

Rookie (12-18-1997 / Rockton, IL)

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I've started something I cannot stop
I have awaken the demon sleeping in me
It tempts me
It taunts me
And haunts me
It's the evil voice in my head
That makes me remember bad memories
And wish to be dead
It wakes me at night
Making my craving bite
It lends my blade its voice
Calling me over to give into my heart's choice
I can't stop myself before the mark has been made
When I crawl back in bed
Full of pain, covered in blood
I think to myself... I should have stayed
And sent my monster, fueled with my rage
Back to it's cage...
My heart aches
While my conscience slowly breaks
My pain is far too hard to bear
But your heart is too dark to care
I couldn't stop, even if I tried
From all the times over this I've cried...
I know it'd be better...
If I just laid here and died

Submitted: Sunday, April 07, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 10, 2013

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