Demon
That fire is back, wanting to play
I won't push him back; no, not today.
Thoughts are blurring
Words are slurring,
Of his free drug I will partake
Quiet and caution I forsake.
I belong to him alone
He's smiling atop his throne
The words I spew,
Are they true?
Reason is quite gone
He will feast upon
All your pain and weakness.
He's hidden all my meekness.
Yelling as the fire's burning,
Is he burning, purging,
Something inside of me?
I guess we'll just have to see!





















