4When the feelings come,
They overtake, overwhelm, overthrow me
The tears run down my bruised and bloody face
But where can I turn, who can I call?
All there is, is this sinister feeling, these malicious spirits
They look at me with evil in their eyes
Their horrible faces surround me
And yet, I am drawn to them
But I must stop
I must withdraw from their temptations
Kicking and screaming
Yelling and pleading
They gnaw at my flesh
And steal my every pleasure
But I cannot give up
I musn't succumb to their evil ways
I must fight back with all my might
And in the end,
I will once again rise above
And conquer another battle