Unkindness

The demons whisper in my ear: "Nightmares don't just dwell in dreams"
Every day my mind is flooded with these images of Hell
I'd scratch my eyes out if it meant my head would let me rest in peace
My vices consume me
I don't recognize my own face, I've put a mask in it's place
I need saving grace
The old me has been erased
Am I cursed to be trapped inside myself forever?
Victimized by my own mind until my head is severed
We'll let the ravens have a taste as we all hang together
A living carcass left to rot for others viewing pleasure
Still I try to overcome my bitter consciousness
Still I fail to overcome my bitter consciousness
After all, I was always headed straight for a casket
Life shouldn't be this hard. It shouldn't be a struggle
But lately it seems I have to keep telling myself to
Breathe in, look at yourself, and then decide. Is this what you want to live like?
Maybe it's all inside your mind, maybe the dark is here to stay this time
Everything is falling apart. I'd trade it all for a chance to restart
Breathe in