Comments about Victoria Rhodes
My Own Demon
In my world so full of pain
I sit alone in the pouring rain.
I want so much to feel the sun
to laugh, to play, to have some fun.
But I have a demon inside of my head
from past pain it's grown, it wants me dead.
My demon is silent as the night
It never comes out when my world is bright.
It sits and lurks in the back of my mind
waiting for the hurt of a word unkind.
Then like a ship with a broken mast
I am sent drifting through the pain of my past.
I have been so strong and I have endured.
I even once thought that I had been cured. ...