Give my life purpose
Give my head peace
As my demons surface
Let the devil feast
I stand on the brink of madness
Cordoned in my boredom
Let the devil take my demons
For I have nought left for them.

Let the preacher read the scriptures
Let the masses fear the words
Let the devil strip my features
Before man adds me to the herd
For I’ll not be a sheep
As long as I’ve a pulse
I’ll keep sanity within my reach
And I shall never fear the wolf.

© Daniel Breslin