Subconsciously Bludgeoned
Here i lie
Left to die
Torn and beaten
A scolded demon
Left in its own ashes
Happiness it searches
Glassed-over sight
Prepared for a fight
With its own subconscious
Armed with nothing but being nauseous
Blood so red it could blind the sun
This inner battle has begun
By the rose it has been bitten
By a bat it has been bludgeoned
Left to die
Torn and beaten
A scolded demon
Left in its own ashes
Happiness it searches
Glassed-over sight
Prepared for a fight
With its own subconscious
Armed with nothing but being nauseous
Blood so red it could blind the sun
This inner battle has begun
By the rose it has been bitten
By a bat it has been bludgeoned