Numb
The Sense of Numbness
Afraid of the dark, dull shadows skirts my surroundings
frowning at the brown thing, on the wall that's pounding
feeling numb, muscles weaken spirit stole from my soul
I freeze with intensity, fall from my knees onto the floor.
The Cloathed Dimenta
It's consuming me, not physically but through my mind
My brain crashes and dies, tears fall but i tell myself not to cry
and since I'm so dillusional, the demon endures a tricky disguise
becomes my loving mother, but I deny the fake arise.
Burst of Hate
I rise to the lies, pushing off my thighs to stand up
Stood there, stared into the eyes, of the camoflauged dimenta
trying to punch at the villain, but my bloody fists go through
not even and inch of my strength effected this horrible truth.
Tell Me Why
What did I do to deserve this, how did this come upon
'No one man can defeat the odds': The Gospel according to john
So saying that no one can win, the dimenta burns through my soul within
I suddenly gain hope and confidence, I lift my fist and conduct a grin.
Good-Night
The end has now come, the numb feeling has finally passed
I have escaped from the demon inside me, thank god, freedom at last
But some advice, don't ever let your mind and soul take over
Cause you might be pushing your luck, your whole life you've been sitting on clovers.
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