The force of my past leaves me breathless,
translucent lights blind me.
The grip of the devil holds me in,
inside screams outside crys.
All the signs of my depression,
crawling back into my life.
Backsliding falling once again,
into the translucent lights.
Only the doorway of death can I see,
so many unworkable thoughts of suicide.
Loud laughter of worthlessness ebbing my mind,
the heat inside rises.
The anger burns my soul,
my fingertips are touching hell.
as I look into the translucent lights.
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