I’M My Worst Enemy

Sometimes we can be our worst enemies
at times of great need we can also call ourselves friends,
yet back stabbing we are to ourselves,
hug yourself because thats all you deserve,
alone with yourself, sorrow has you lost for words,

Until tomorrow my other half,
Dark crimson will take over,
No need for light, It’s all but dismal,
Fall into Dark crimson, she shall reach out to catch,
and let you fall through her arms,
Letting go of the trust that was never there,
stupid you were thnking you could trust the words of dark crimson.
She is a demon, and in my body she shall remain,
My honored guest, helping keep Crimson Sane.