Exorcism

There was a place in my head,
A sanctuary, my space,
my domain, my own place.
Now I'm forced to wonder...
Could I be dead?

TEARING, MINDLESS TEARING
SHAKE, SHUDDER, TWITCH,
POSSESSED,
LET ME GO

My conflict, my peace,
that voice,
told me I was me.
Now it's gone,
a habit quit,
fragile minds,
had a fit.

A FIRE, NO FLAME,
DRIVING ME,
DRIVING ME INSANE
BURNING

Crazed sanity,
infernally divine.
The thoughts of the drug,
that I had made mine.
No longer me,
but what am I,
if not a psychotic,
greatly stoned guy?

IRON WILL,
IT'S CORRODING
A HUNGER, A GREED,
I NEED IT NOT

A world more real,
though certainly duller,
a test of myself,
no reward, sure.
Once a playground,
my thoughts, now pure.

Thoughts mine,
the demon gone,
the angel left as well,
Certainly no heaven,
but surely it's no hell.

Exorcised...
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This is my first song in a bit of a while. I managed to finish it due to the better part of my six and a half hour day of school being rather boring. That and I had half of the song ready in my head. Yes this is another with an awful lot of rhyme, but it IS a song. Mainly as this one really does require an imagined beat for full effect. But I hope you like it anyway. Feel free to comment.
- celtic.