"Untitled"

As I sit in this hell, where I dwell, I'm not well.
Demons in my brain, I'm going insane.
You can't tell?

I'm running on E, can't  you see, this ain't me.
Wishing for death, with each and every breath.
It can't be.

I look back and cry, ask God why, the hell I can't die.
I tried.  Did my best, now I need rest.
Tell mom bye.

Going crazy in here, have a fear, of year after year.
Things won't be righted, I've been slighted,
Not another tear

01/12/2012
Written and Copyrighted by Mike DeLoe