The Demons Inside

As I Walk Down The Road, Once More.

I Feel Like A Mindless Puppet,

Whose Strings Are All Torn.

Ruined Hopes, Bleary Eyesight,

I'm Struggling Hard To Make Things Right.

Despondent Dreams, Forlorn Wishes,

Every Now And Then,

Disappointment Screeches.

"It Is A Phase, It Will Fade."

They Say,

"Leaving Behind, Either A Scar Or An Accolade."

"Choose Whatever You May"

Leaping From Underneath My Bed.

A Faceless Hooded Figure Did Lurk.

Swiftly Approaching Towards Me.

He Threw At Me, An Evil Smirk.

"You Will Surely Be Dead.

If You Dont Kill The Demons,

Inside Your Head."

It Said And Into The Oblivion Disappeared.

So Off I Go Onto A Quest.

Into The Deepest Layers Of My Brain,

Breathing Heavily Against My Chest.

Breaking All The Rusty Chains.

And On The Way What Do I Actually See ?

The Crooked Path Of Destiny.

P/N : From My Works 'The Wild Heart'

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