I Am At War With Good And Evil Inside Of Me

Even under the glow of a blood moon I cannot seem to shed light on my darkness, nor give a face to the demons that haunt me, it does however give a crimson glint to the bars of my cage and I am able to see how small my prison truly is. At first I wish someone could save me from this place, but I know that even if we were able to break me out, I would never be able to run far enough to hide from whoever has deemed me guilty of such atrocities, as to find it fitting to bind me in this hell, so as to not burden anyone I ask that you do not attempt to free me. And if I may I ask you to forgive my ranting’s, for you see I have only hopelessness to keep me company in here.