How my mind
works Spiraling, falling as fast as my mind
will allow Clutching on to anything that may help me All of this I
can see now is in vain, I wait Wait for the inevitable crash with
the bottom My "UP" has gone, left me cold Left me to fend
for myself until once again the "LOW" will return Can I
wait for my phase of lucidity Can I muster the strength to fight
again This is hell on earth, no demons visible to my eye Demons in
my mind rip and tear at my yesterdays They fester on its sorrows
and hurt They carry with them what they can, to give to me Am I not
allowed to deny this, to flee for help NO, as the only help I can
see is shiny and thin It summons me, calls me to its sharp edge An
edge that can solve my problems, do I listen Fear, like that of the
darkest nights has been exhumed Taken from the graves of my past,
borrowed for a time Borrowed to let me know that I deserve this I
am the one who burried them, my demons are my fault I can see now,
I can see what must be done I laugh with a lonely, sad, hurt and
sorrowful tear in my eye I rejoice as I feel the warmth of Life
flow down my neck I see my life dripping before me, I rejoice
Laughter now is certain, the laughter from me Laughing at the
demons that flow from me in drops of dark crimson They fall and die
as my life blood flows down my neck like a river I am free, I am
well, I am Safe and I Hurt No More