Find your outlet
and expel your demons.
Trade one evil for the other
if it means even a part
of your soul will be saved.
Breathe relief as tainted air
enters your lungs and pushes
the blackened muck out.
Release it all and be light
as new demons weigh you down
as they devise their marks
when you expel them
once again.
Find your outlet,
Save your soul,
Breathe relief,
and be free,
once again.
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Simply Poetry
ПоэзияA collection of poems by Sean Arturo Last. You are encouraged to leave your interpretations in the comments. -- © All Rights Reserved (No unauthorized copy, distribution, transmission, or alteration of the work.)
