Raging Torment

Voices screaming in my head, will they ever stop? Disappointing faces haunt my nightmares. My heart aches me to my core... The loneliness consumes me... The darkness has become my friend, yet also my enemy. I snarl at the thought. "I MUST fight!!" But for how long? What's the point? Where can my life lead? Will this game ever end? Torn between my darkness and light... Always giving up, but wanting to fight. Decisions decide my fate, which should I make? Every road I go hurts someone. Isn't that the reason I hid and ran from the world? I want so badly to become something greater than myself... But my life crashes into roadblocks with every turn. How can I move forward when it's so cold and bleak... Leaving my heart barely breathing and incomplete. The war coursing through my veins binds and ties me to my past. Struggling in these chains, trying to break free. Can it ever happen?? Let me break free!! I want a way out, I need to find peace! I've been fighting for so long, how can I give up now? But all those around you can't handle your strength... You tear them apart as quickly as you blink. Wake up, in your midst are your own ruins of the destruction you've left behind. No wonder they leave you and scream at your sight. Please don't leave me... You don't know this war I'm in... Believe in me, I will pull through. I have a heart of gold and a body full of scars. I can make it, just you wait and see; don't leave me be to destroy my wretched mind. It will happen... My nightmares are my reality, my dungeons are prisons. I lie defeated, bloody, and torn. My open wounds reflect the torment raging in my head. My eyes, fiery with a fight I refuse to lose. I cannot, I will not give in. Why does no one else see this?  Why is this invisibility mask hiding my pains and passion? How am I still alone, screaming, and alive? I need to break free, can it be? I must not, I cannot be overthrown from my crown. Why the power struggle? Why must I rule? Am I not a slave to my enemy which held me bound for so long? Why do I leave ruin in my wake and see darkness all around me? Where is that light for which I've longed and wished for? It's hidden, deep inside, ready to break free. Why is it refusing to come out and rescue me? Why are all doors shut in front of me? Why are all faces either hissing and growling or turned away in shame? I don't blame them for I, too, am ashamed of what I've become. A reckless demon, full of blood and fear, looks me in the eyes when I look in the mirror. How can anyone see past this beast? Where is my Beauty to calm me from the storm? Or am I doomed to a vampire's fate, locked in darkness, awaiting to tear at my prey?