angels and demons on my shoulder

Don’t do it! Or do it!

it’s not enough

demons are convincing

and I slice slice slice

till blood trickles down to my shirt

stains on my memory

it’s not enough

demons cry for more,

undoubtedly in control

it’s not enough

I can’t help but dig

back into each wound

it’s not enough

more blood more blood more blood

not happy until it’s all gone

not enough

Slam

into the wall I go

but it doesn’t matter

I can’t feel from up here