The dark shadows of my mind,
They threaten to consume,
They sometimes feed on the weak and they feed on the weary,
But they mostly just feed on me.

I feel confined, trapped, filled with disillusion,
It seems that every where I turn the same face is staring back at me,
Haunted eyes and blood shot lies,
Etched upon that face, is it a smile or is it a grimace?

The serpent caresses my soul and eats away at my heart with each and every passing day.

I laugh and I cry, though I am not sure why,
Twisting and turning, writhing and moaning, my whole mind is melting,
Bending and breaking, decaying and morphing, my whole world is ending,
Confused and addicted I found never can it be simplistic

I feel myself moving from emotion to emotion, and right now I feel painted in dread,
"With pleasure comes pain," I hear a whisper say,
As I slip and slide and lose what's mine,
I feel so alive and yet I am crushed to dust and burned to ash inside.