Devil

She sits alone again
& tries her best not to pretend that all she used to live for was the love that wasn't there
& every time she needs to do things that she believes will fill the void inside of her (causehewasneverthere)

she says, "I swear I'm not the devil, though you think I am.
I swear I'm not the devil--"

He tries to sleep again 

He wonders when the pain will end the cuts (theymayrundeeperthanhiscrackingoutershell)

He looks with tired eyes

at all the people hypnotized

& wonders what can save him from his self-created hell

And he says, "I swear I'm not the devil.

Though you think I am, I swear I'm not the devil--"

I always fail to see the little things in front of me 
The things that mean so much to you; a way to let you know that I appreciate the way you always tolerate 
(but sometimes when I medicate frustration in you showsmehowyoufeel)

But I swear I'm not the devil,
though you think I am.


I swear I'm not the devil.

Torn

(nothing's right i'm--)

i'm all out of faith;
this is how i feel

(cold&iAMshamed)

lying naked in the floor

and still

i can't seem to find
the q u i e t
inside
my mind