It Takes Hold
Sitting Idle the rage is dormant
Breathe breathe hold it in me
Dig it deeper and pack the ground flat
An aura reaching out and whispering
I am hollowed out by this existence
Rage will always push its way to control me
For the sake of preservation
I will fight this demon mostly alone
I hear thoughts of scars not healing
Pressure shutting my eyes to find peace
The pain is pointed inward slowly seeping
The tomb where I bury the pain is full
I am hollowed out by this existence
Rage will always push its way to control me
For the sake of preservation
I will fight this demon mostly alone
Hold on at the edge
Insanity is just a footstep away
Hopeless vessel of so much hatred
The knife is heated twisting inside me
I am hollowed out by this existence
Rage will always push its way to control me
For the sake of preservation
I will fight this demon mostly alone
Autor(es): Michael Bloom