The Chest

I`ve seen this coming for a while
My mind strolling off into another world
The darker me crawling out of it`s hole

I`ve been expecting myself to hold up
But everywhere I turn there he stands
The voices are so tender in their evil

What I`ll become is unknown to even me
And surely it won`t settle until
I`ve become something of a monster

I`m fighting it everyday
But i`m in lack of a strong companion
Someone outside of me,
But so strongly on my inside

No drug of this world could be able to supress
The ninetynine beasts that whisper to me
And soon it will all be a memory
In a lost mans treasure chest



Poetry by Cr4Ky
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Written on 2008-05-11 at 18:20

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