A night with the demon

Sleeping with the demons tonight
We create our own music in dark
I feel it taking over slowly spreading
Itself and I welcome the feeling of
Self loathing waiting for it to consume
Me completely till we are one and the
Same dissolving into a black hole
Moving into the void as one entity
The demon wraps its arms around
Me and I gasp in pain feeling an
Electric wave crushing my bones
My skin stretches and breaks apart
As the demon peels of my skin to
Remind me of my weaknesses I
Hide behind this smiling face hoping
Nobody would know the ugliness that
Lurks beneath the shadow mocking
Me of the fool I’m for thinking that
Nobody notices the facade I maintain
I drown under the taunting voices of
The demon enjoying the little games
Pulling at my heart strings and I feel
buried under a broken heart trashed
By a few loved lost visitors long gone
I know I must come back to the world
As I start slipping away in the abyss
I forcefully open my eyes in the dark
Sorrowfully embracing the present

28 thoughts on “A night with the demon

  1. This was a dark-themed piece but we all have to face our demons one day or the other and the sooner it is the better it would be.
    I really liked the way you presented the idea that the world will never know what’s going on deep down.

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      1. To me, the human themselves are the real demons (I mean the bad kind) who are brutally violence against each other. It is enough to see how much brutality are done by the humans against humans in wars such as in Ukraine, the ISIS terror and rape cases in India, for example.

        We need no demons with wings to put terror in our lives – it is the one in flesh & blood. Don’t you agree?

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      2. Oh I so agree to the point you have made, I come from a place where there is no life security (pretty much) so I totally understand what you’re saying. We have enough demons walking around us all the time already, the ones visiting at night just add on to make it worse…


  2. Your writing is always so poignant and speaks to the heart. You articulate these dark emotions so very well that it takes me back to my own experiences that I like to bury. Craziness..

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      1. I wish I had made a better career choice,
        your comment makes me happy and sad both *sigh* happy because someone think that my poems are worth publishing, sad because I don’t think I’ll ever get published lol


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