Truce

i swear i heard demons yelling

those crazy words they were spelling

i fought it a lot and it seems a lot like

i’m the only one i know

waging my wars behind my face

and above my throat

now that i am alone

i will be forced to deal with what i feel there is no distraction to mask what is real

i could pull the steering wheel

cause i’m twisted up, i’m twisted up inside my mind

am i painting the picture that’s in my brain?

i think i’m becoming completely insane

for i’ve killed a man and all i know is the wrists of my mind have bleeding lines

and i’m trying to sleep

but i can’t

when i can feel demons fighting

inside of my head

but the night is coming to an end

the sun will rise

i will try again