Demons At My Door
This poem is about how I feel at home when I'm alone. Also recent troubles I have gone through and my reaction towards them.
I gave my heart a halo
But my head wanted horns
Can't seem to get passed
My own locked doors
Tried to find a lover
But all I found were whores
Trouble gets the most of me
When I fall to the floor
Only outside of my head
Do I feel real
Not to fast and not so hard
These moments I had to steal
Go ahead and turn away
They know you can hear
The only things that understand you
Are the things you fear
I...hear...demons in my ears
I don't know why they are here
All I can say is what I know I should
I can't tell you...how do you think I could?
I...feel...crowded and alone
They make my pain their only home
All I can say is what I know I should
But I can't tell you...how could you think I would?
I hear something quietly
Approach my door
Footsteps in the faintest
Like a silent shore
Creeping up so carefully
Just the way I knew it would
Moving oh so gently
A way no human could
All the time I've spent holding on
Has been a waste
Because every night I spent alone
Leaves me with a bitter taste
I sleep above my feathers
Hoping it will lift me up
But knowing all my hoping
Will soon give up
I know in the back of my mind
Behind my personal door
They hear every word I say
And what I hold adore
So go ahead and turn away
They know you can hear
The only things that understand you
Are the things you fear...
But my head wanted horns
Can't seem to get passed
My own locked doors
Tried to find a lover
But all I found were whores
Trouble gets the most of me
When I fall to the floor
Only outside of my head
Do I feel real
Not to fast and not so hard
These moments I had to steal
Go ahead and turn away
They know you can hear
The only things that understand you
Are the things you fear
I...hear...demons in my ears
I don't know why they are here
All I can say is what I know I should
I can't tell you...how do you think I could?
I...feel...crowded and alone
They make my pain their only home
All I can say is what I know I should
But I can't tell you...how could you think I would?
I hear something quietly
Approach my door
Footsteps in the faintest
Like a silent shore
Creeping up so carefully
Just the way I knew it would
Moving oh so gently
A way no human could
All the time I've spent holding on
Has been a waste
Because every night I spent alone
Leaves me with a bitter taste
I sleep above my feathers
Hoping it will lift me up
But knowing all my hoping
Will soon give up
I know in the back of my mind
Behind my personal door
They hear every word I say
And what I hold adore
So go ahead and turn away
They know you can hear
The only things that understand you
Are the things you fear...
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