Treasure Island

Swarup Dasan

(25th July 1981 / MUMBAI)

The Demons Inside


I get this feeling
Nor happy nor sad
But this vague inside me
That makes me fall

I wait for my end
But it still to find me
And this Demon inside stands tall
Laughs at me

These are the silent screams that nobody hears,
these Demons inside me are like night crawler
but stay with me night and day
Shredding my soul

I try to fight these Demons
But they laugh at me
more I try to resist
More they inside me

I try to kill them
But they wont die
So im gonna drown me
With these demons inside

A small prize willing to pay
Gotta kill them before they get me
Would love to trade my life
To find the peace that eludes

Submitted: Sunday, February 02, 2014

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