Torch
Your lips this pain this high of a memory is all I have all I feel my angle on my shoulder my devil on my tail. Guiding me through this hell. The fire has stopped but the coals are hot this torch in me won’t go out. Still can’t see still can’t feel myself coming back from hell. This torch in me this flame you started the suffering we’ve been through them memories that slip through the dead inside me the angle flyin above me the demon beside me this darkness around me this blood going through me what can I do but keep trudging on in this pit I dug myself no rope to climb out no fear to worry about I’m already rock bottom what can I do but hope for the hope that will never be to live with the barest light to hold on to.
