A Dark Poem.
I Lay…
Staring into Life,
Here comes the day,
End the Strife.
What is causing me to disrupt,
I cannot see,
I kneel down as I throw up,
What is becoming of me?
Demonic Manifestations of my Fears,
Of my problems,
And all of my tears,
Crawling out of my throat.
My Demons cause my foes to be chased,
And soon they are dead,
Soon the Chaos corrupts me,
And my eyes turn red.
I see the world fall,
And hear the chaotic drone,
Soon I am King of them all,
And I am placed on the Throne.
I see my enemies fall,
And I laugh as they burn,
I rule the World,
As my Demons tear it apart.
These avatars of my conflicts,
Now destroy Reality.
It’s all gone,
The Earth was given a shake,
Now here comes Dawn,
Now it is time to awake.
I hear a scream,
And I jump out of bed,
It was all just a dream,
It was all in my head.
I follow the path of the scream,
And it takes me down the road,
To the house of my long time foe…
Here is where I found him,
Laying on the ground,
In a puddle of his blood,
No evidence to be found until,
I saw a curious thing,
And it was none other than,
A Wicked Demon’s Claw…
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