The demon within, taking it's hold;
a victim of thoughts, I am paralyzed.
A void of contemption, grasping control;
burdens bared, now can't be denied.

Restless moments and darkness flees in
choking life in flames of pure hate.
Can you give me sanity... simply a reason
that I shouldn't give into this fate?

And the scars, they beckon; like memories to haunt;
still, you sit there acting surprised.
I've lost the need, the will, the want;
you've left me dehumanized.

Unfortunately, this is a bad time of the year because of some things from the past. And often, I feel like I have lost my human will. I think being Disturbed is the only thing that gets me through it sometimes.