My Abyss, Deep In the Steep

My demons, I see, Though they are quiet But are never silenced They still want to riot. Some of the demons leave me, So, it's quiet in my head Some of them travel with me Yet, they roam inside me, dead. I'm sure they'll always be around, In my darknesses, I want to sleep They want to pull me, tied-up into My abyss, deep in the steep. Release me demonic spirits, I quake, And lead me only to an endless solitude So I can rest from the exhaustion Your evils cause, then wants to take. Fleeing, setting me free from your distractions, You're this chaos, that's causing me to dread my life With the unsettledness lurking, stirring around inside I find myself dead, having no more strife.