The Gates Of Hell

I burrow deep
Inside my head,
As I lay still
Upon my bed.

I uncover all my evil thoughts
That I hide from the judging world.
I listen closely as my soul rots.
I watch the edges of my heart unfurl.

There’s something in me
That wants to be free.
It’s locked deep inside.
Why can’t you see?

The demons consume me.
My mind is unwell.
They soon will be free,
As I open the gates of Hell.