Like quicksand my memories close in around me,
pictures reminding me of things I never knew.
I see the smiles and in my eyes the pain,
what was meant to be happy is my sorrow.
Each laugh acted portraying light inside,
yet the devil inside is the reason I survived.
Twisted arms band of light as the needle sank in,
pouring upon my life the darkest fantasy.
How I faded away from what was life,
death accepted me, gates of hell invite.
Broken man within his torture bleeding still the cause,
torn apart the image, shadows now my home.
Looking into myself seeing who I wanted you to see,
realization falling this impeding cry for help.
No way to exist in my eyes already gone,
black my soul crying for more than tears could say.
In this moment I am far from knowing who I was before,
ignoring the guilt my shame baring my flesh to show.
Naked and alone in the rain caused by tears of life,
unaware of destiny, love the answer left unsaid.
Johnny Newell
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