When no one else ever seemed to care,
My Demons have always been right there.
Each time I've lost the will to fight,
They've promised to hold me all through the night.
Though they may help for just a while,
Without them I could never smile.
No longer do they wait to be invited,
For we have bonded and can't be divided.
On the lonely nights they keep me warm,
An evil shelter from a perfect storm.
Full of lust and full of greed.
Growing stronger each time they feed.
My Demons keep me from going insane,
They help to numb me from all my pain.
Never did I want them to hold on so long,
But their grip is tight, and their grip is strong.
Now whenever reality requires some quick evading,
There they are so patiently waiting.
So when my world becomes something I begin to fear,
My Demons whisper softly into my ear,
"We are here my dear, we will help you cope,
All you need is a little more dope... "

By:
T.K.

Constantly I struggle to survive each day,
Always feared I'd end up this way.
My vision is blurry my mind unclear,
I became a puppet and the Devil my puppeteer.
He controls every action, every move, every thought.
Can't believe for so little my soul has been bought.
With all I know now I only wish I'd known then,
Never would I have allowed for Satan's tricks to begin.
Now my body is aching, my arms are sore,
I can hear the Reaper knocking at my door.
And as life starts to draw down my final curtain,
The one thing I can I say I learned for certain,
Is no matter how hard you keep clawing and scraping,
From Satan's clutches there is no escaping.

By:
T.K.

The pressure keeps rising,
Still I keep trying,
To silence the voices in my head.

I keep on disguising,
Hoping no one's realizing,
That on the inside I am dead.

Memories,  they swallow.
Emotions,  made me hollow.
My monsters are needing fed.

No matter my sorrow,
It's the same fight tomorrow.
Down a dark path I've been led.

Every breath I grow more tense.
Nothing seems to make sense.
I've felt the evil begin to spread.

All at another's expense,
My life has grown so intense,
This harsh reality I've come to dread.

Mistakes I keep repeating,
These demons I'm not defeating.
I know what lies ahead.

Myself I have been cheating,
My self worth I am depleting,
Wishing I had the courage instead,

To take on this pain,
To not go insane,
So I'm not hanging by a thread.

Tired of this game,
Everyday feels the same,
I have been horribly horribly misread......


By:
T.K.

Nice to meet you
My name is Mask,
I smile and say "I'm fine"
To all those who ask.
Your secrets I keep hidden
From all those prying eyes,
Camouflage your emotions
Your feeling become lies.
Wear me for too long and
Your soul I may steal,
Steep price to pay just to
Not want to feel.
Often in life we're judged by
Those who know not our
                              whole story,
Who live equally fake sheltered
By false glory.
Not all of us can handle
The monster inside,
That's why I am worn
So he can safely hide.
Removing me is a task
Not easily done.
You must fight with yourself
Until one of you has won.
So if ever you want to face
The beast within,
Prepare yourselves for war
And let your games begin...    

By,
T.K.