Inner Demons

Deep within these blood-shot eyes,
Is a world you can't surmise.
Wrought with hatred,
Filled with grief,
Unchecked malice fill this savage place.
All who enter are so loathed,
Trying to find shelter when they have no home.
Only those who embrace the clod hard stone,
Have the courage to tame the beast,
For they've entered a world they know,
Oh so well.
They leave congruent footprints in the mud,
And lead each other to this world,
Where they share all the same common chords.
They become a part of this world,
Using it to protect their souls.

Slowly,
One-by-one,
They will find their home,
In this hell,
In this cold and hard,
Dark and lonely,
Savage place.