The Devil Inside

I'm as free as a bird, yet feel like a slave.

There’s memories in my mind that have never been forgave.

There's always silence, no not even a word,

Screaming is pointless, it will never be heard.

My past is my past but it’s something I can never bear.

I sit and stare, but go nowhere as I bow to say a prayer.

I know this isn't what my mother would want,

but this is what I face upfront.

I feel locked up, put away, and hidden from the world.

It wasn't always like this, not until my life downward spiraled.

These invisible chains bound me to this chair,

I'm going insane and no one seems to care.

I feel like I'm in hell, but with the devil I didn't sell.

This is just my life, what's left of it.

I'm innocent, but this is just what I get.

I don't understand why I feel this way for,

all I know is I cannot control myself anymore,

and I'm about to hit the floor.

I’m trying to survive the pain and agony,

But I can’t help it everything is taking over me.

I'm trying to escape but nothing is happening,

I hear in the background, the devil is laughing.

Here I am, dead inside me, nowhere to run,

then I hear the devil whisper "let's have some fun."

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