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My Closest Demon

~ by Eventide

In my head there are places I avoid.
Too dark to see and too painful to feel.
When I'm awake they are numb by my control but when I close my eyes they arise.

They arrive in the evening along with the dark. Carrying the strength of a thousand and the chaos of one.
From deep within, where skeleton meets skin and where I put aside all that I deny.

The fear and anxiety that brings me to my knees, you're the thunder and the storm that I could never seize.

So strike me once again with the claws of fever. For you are not my friend, you're my closest demon.

In this deafening silence that pins me down, you're the thunder and the storm that throws me to the ground.

So pierce me one last time with your tusk of fever.
You're the shiver down my spine, you're my closest demon.

ZuperZed

@ZuperZed

32 years young. Unhappily divorced. Three kids. "There are only two kinds of music: HEAVY & METAL!"

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