i start to feel weak, 

weak as in i have been tortured and beat.

Im laying there higher than ive ever been in a long time as i take another hit.

I start to hear the voices in my head screaming at me telling me what in the hell is wrong with me ?

as the demon that has taken over takes me by the throat and then suffocates me telling me how pathetic is look.

As i let one tear out and start to realize the whole world in different perspective but its all the same.

only difference was i was allowing my self to be beat down and dragged by the demons that have taken over you. 

but only this time it wasnt the demons it was you. the abuse, the pain, the thought of me feeling worthless about my self was all you.

thing is you couldnt see that the more you were lost in your world.

the more i got lost in mine and allowed the abuse to continue as you leave the bruises on my skin each time you it me.

fear wasnt the cause, the casue of this was the anger you had build up and let out the moment i decided to talk.  

the alchol was your way out but it was my way into the monster that was living underneath just a pretty face. because i had lost my self.