I have thoughts,
Everybody does.
I have thoughts,
I did not think.
They are the demons,
Filling my head,
With things vile,
With things gruesome.
I have thoughts,
That take me into,
A world, a world filled with magic.
Magic that saves,
Magic that destroys.
It's a world,
Filled with everything.
Demons such as goblins,
Vampires, trolls,
Witches, the condemned,
And the fallen.
Demons such as death.
Then there are the angels.
Angels such as guardians,
Protectors, soldiers, guides,
The saved, and the unfallen.
Angels such as life.
So, yes. I have thoughts,
just like everyone,
but yet very different.
They are not mine,
They could be yours.
They could be anyone's,
dead or alive. Yet,
I know, these thoughts
I have, are not
Mine.