Nothing but All

Consumed by the Darkness

Hurted by the devils, I'm been kidnapped,
They don't let me breath or be a little free.

This nonetheless scares me down,
On the verge of of tears, but I don't breakdown.

Everyone is blinded about my situation,
Because I wore the sheet of darkness .

Whether day or night I don't recognize,
I can't see anything other than demons.

I wore a black sheet, silky and velvety,
Under which lives demons with me.

Whenever I cry they console me to sleep,
But that doesn't stop my blood to ooze from my broken heart.

Consumed by the darkness away from fake goodies,
Consoled by the sheet of darkness and loved whom I presume as demons.

This poem directs us to the path where we see some people as our loved ones, which are our downfall. The people who sanely encourages us to bad and we thought them as our well wishers. And those who really are we think them as our enemies, until we are in the darkness and do wrong while our demons (our supposed enemies) stops us but we don't listen. After being destroyed our demons (our supposed enemies) are there to console is.