In the place I do not seek
Does the one beneath I meet
For under this skin hides a demon
One of pleasure, lust and greed
Does it seek to envy my soul
As it continues to thread its pull
Puncturing hole is what I love
Making my voice raspy and nervous
I can't talk to people
It makes me nervous
The demon laughs and pokes gleefully
At the being that was once truly me
For now I am hiding inside myself
While the demon replaces my outside self
Cunning and wise he truly is
But I can't see it, for I only eat it
The truth and lies of my situation
Never did stand for procreation
I am lost in a void of my own self suffering
Do I know why the light has not talked to me
I claw at its light
It never responds
Please! I yell
Do take me on!
The demon outside has taken my life
Assist me and I will be yours
Allow me to be strong and fight forever on
The demon surprised I'm taking the steps
To truly take on my un-adept pet
It screams and howls in defiance of this
Stabbing my heart, growing it's pit
Now does it sink into this
I defeated the being
For now
Do I stand strong
Perhaps and for now
I seek the foundation upon the creation
To grow a seed to where my home goes
Creating a life
That seems like a good flow
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The Poetry Gripe
PoetryWelcome to a collection of poems I've written over the years. Some are a true delve into meaning and life. While others struggle with love and strife. The path ahead is not so easy. Please be careful reader, the mind is not so easy.
