Injury

Demons run around my pillow
Infecting my full mind
A cautious look towards the clock
Only tightens thier fierce bind

Once more I lay here stuck in place
Avoiding my reality
When all I really have to do is
Beat them with profanity

Fuck you demons you're all cunts
Leave my mind for now
I just want to feel the same
Maybe some way some how

Until my life is back on on track
And all is in its place
I'll still be last and losing fast
In life my final race