"There is a trible beat in my mind
Rythmically pounding until i die
A volcanic Madness grows within me
I fear its eruption shall melt my sanity.
The inner beast is on the blood trail
Hackles raised, fangs bared
The hand holding it back is becoming frail.
A furious is raging between both sides of me
Reason is dying, torn apart by instict
Flung to the brink.
The reflection of me in my eyes is fading
They are windows to the inside
I see him, watching. Biding his time. waiting.
My sleep is no longer peace
Though the body rests
The mind it seems, shall never cease.
I see visions of a place inside
Filled with chambers, an unearthly cry
Of something locked within a cage
Consumed by its ancient rage
Ever it fights against the bars
Trying to escape the painful scars
He yells. He roars. He screams to be free
He is tearing apart all that is me.
The locks lay shattered, the chamber battered
The door lies broken beyond repair
I fear for what i shall see in there.
From within i hear booming steps
Of something that can no longer be kept.
He approaches: A terrible arm extends through the door
I realize that i have lost the Inner War.
He gazes at me, eyes filled with rage
Form all the years he has been locked away
A malicious laughter rends the air
The prison crumbled, the chamber bare
Finally broken are the binding chains
No longer can be kept
What never could be tamed."
Edited by Syrius, 05 April 2008 - 03:38 AM.