Push them all away.
Create a wall
of Pain.
Pain that
Ricochets
off the Barriers.
No demons can.
Escape from there iron claws
In the castle you plan to stay...
Unattended.
All alone.
No friends.
No home.
Lock your door
Don't let them see.
The Creature.
You've become...
Naive and Young.
Then...
You find a Ray of Sunshine...
searing through the dark
piercing through your soul
believing in all your heart.
They knocked down your Walls...
Nothing let to see
but the Broken Child
who was scared and make-belief.
A/N: this poem may have no made any sense...