I feed demons on my neck
Every time I disconnect
Love turns into chaos, next:
I descend into their hex
This is my own shadow side
Thrives on misery and lies
It would have me stay and die
Rather than move toward the light
I must tell them thank you, no
I'm to stand up straight and grow
I'm to listen to who knows
To my higher self and soul
As with Edgar Allan Poe:
Raven spoke and it is so
