It scratches my back
Leaving a mark
Is my evil coming out
Or am I just too dark?
Not anymore...
Not since you babe
My evil has rested in me
And will till the very day
Sins are forgiven
But what about if
Lifes are taken?
Would my demon rise?
Or has it already died?
Not matter what you call it
Suicide, homicide....
It's all death
Did I kill it?
Or did it kill it self?
No one may know
No oneknows the answers
To why my demon
Isn't in his master....
Maybe you scared him away
He now knows the truth
He knows your not fake
I never use to cry
With this thing inside
But now that's it left
I'm on the outside
I feel like a new man
I feel renewed
All because I have you.
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