It feels like air is burning
Burning my chest to ashes
Ashes my heart is turning
Turning the scrapes to slashes

Slashes at the mental demons
Demons dragging me to a catacomb
Catacomb leading me in directions
Directions far, far from home

Home used to be a harbor
Harbor for the tortured soul
Soul is wilting, mind is melting
Melting into a thick black hole

Hole faces me, bidding me to come
Come deep to my fiery pit
Pit me against my fears, my demon
Demon I'll fight, not yield to it

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I would like to thank BillTemple1957 for this wonderful chance to work with him. It's been such an amazing experience. I'm absolutely honored. :))