Sick Poem by Amanda Larsen

It's always lived inside of me
It fed on every hit
And when your hits cut deeper skin
The cage that held it split

A sickness with no treatment known
A pain without relief
A madness never really shown
The innocence was brief.

Destruction of a master piece
The demons crazy dance
The fire that will never freeze
I wont give it the chance

There isn't really a reason for
the sick I claim to be
But in my head there is a war
They never set me free

They whisper loudly in my ear
They tell me what is me
They mock and laugh at every tear
They stay till I can see

I see the sick beneath my eyes
I feel it in my skin
I smell it when my logic dies
Before I act the sin.