Hells Bells


Hells bells are pounding in my head,
images flashing before my eyes.
Messages from my old friend Death,
present at all goodbyes.

Panic is building up inside. I have to
flee before I go blind, but there's nowhere
to hide. I can't run from my own broken mind.

Memories scratching on the locked door.
I have to fight to keep them out, don't
want to see what I saw before. But the
bells are getting so loud.

Searching for strength deep within.
Take control, freeze my heart, can't
let those demons win. But secretly,
I fall apart.

I will smile, it's time to lie. Can't be weak,
my mask is in place, also can't cry. Keep my
head up high for I've yet another goodbye.

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