But I’m exhausted inside

My head . Can’t think . straight

Drowning out. The voices

And the demons in my mind

Can’t stop overthinking

Bout what should of been

What could of been us

But I had to mess it all up

Got an angels spark

But a devils heart

Wicked and wise

Yet heartless at times

I cry. Behind these blinds.

In thses times of silence

To block out the noises

In my head and my h...