Ghosts of Memory - a poem

Violent flashes of my screamsOf the demons ripping from my dreamsI will not hold backIt's time to go To face the ghosts of long ago
Twenty three days awaiting meComing forth to try and take awayAll that I've done and all I'll ever be
The road winds on like a serpent in coilIt's venom eating at my soulI try to forget but it returns ten foldEveryday I wait for the bell to toll
It's time to stand upand face my fate alone
Violent flashes of my screamsOf the demons ripping from my dreamsI will not hold backIt's time to show the ghosts I'm not a broken soul
The dreams, they come like a thief in the nightRaging from the past and looking for a fightStand or fall, I'll give it all my might
Violent flashes of what's lostOf the light that was takenIt was the costI will not hold back these tearsThey fallThese Ghosts of MemoryShow me all there is to see
I condemn you for what you causedGoddamn you for all that I sawYou took my life and fled awayI hereby command that you will not win this day
Welcome to the Land of the DeadWhere no prayer can save your headCome and collect what is duein the Hell that I have made for you