Every time I took a blade to my flesh,

the world went quiet as could be.

My demons leaned over my shoulder,

they encouraged me.

The world was so silent.

Except for their call.

I heard nothing except them.

I was giving them all.

Once I felt that sharp sting,

the world exploded.

Everything faded, faded away.

My energy was reloaded.

My demons would smile.

This world was not right.

I crashed back down.

Darkness was in my sight.