The demons come to consume me br All around me as far as I can see br Relentless attacks weaken my soul br As the demons start to wear away holes br The voices in my mind br They tell me they are kind br My mind begins to shatter br And my thoughts begin to scatter br My bones feel like led br I wish I was dead br But they torment me keeping me alive br Because they know I will never thrive br I wonder why they do it? br br © AJ CLIFFbr br adam cliffbr br