I know its bad but tell me what ya think.
The silence is so deafening
and the darkness all too blinding,
as I sit searching for the answers
but more questions are all I'm finding.
Though easier to just give up
my search for truth must be resumed,
and seperation of what appears
to be lies or the simply assumed.
Morals are lost in the madness
but right and wrong I can't confuse,
the spirit of death holds out his hand
but to give in now I must refuse.
All though I'm all alone in this room
Demons of my mind surround me,
waving their fingers in my face
and giving me the third degree.
Closing my eyes to make it stop
then opening them to mark the start,
of my quest to make the voices stop
and to gain back control of my heart.