Idle mind

Idle mind begins to pull out the madness;

Blinding my soul with pure fascination.

The bleeding heart begins to swell, releasing the demons that hide inside.

I start to understand this tone, in which I own the throne.

Step back-this sudden arrival could lead to my survival.

This part of me remains locked away, demanding to stay.

Do not release this inner darkness, they have their own compartments.

To stay locked away is better than coming out to play.

To become this shadow of a soul is to be the darkness that takes hold.

Gnawing at the bit of life with full aggression, leads to my oppression.

Idle hands become my weapon of choice-only to hear my own voice!