Poem -

Demons

Demons

Demons stronger than me
pulling me into darkness,
never letting go;
always in control

Torture with words
over tools of sorts.
Demons so strong
and never taking rest.

Demons yell out
making me turn;
"Darkness awaits,
and you must join."

Grabbing me,
pulling me,
making me their own,
Demons have control.

Don't run
don't hide
they will always find
the Demon inside.
 

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