Demons of Despair

The demons of despair

Claw at my soul

Vicious and snarling

They lust for blood

My blood

They take my heart

They tear it, pull it

Until it’s ravaged and unrecognizable

They leave teeth marks

On my skin

They lust for life

My life

The demons of despair

Always there


Just Waiting.

The End

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