The demon within is wicked.
They have corrupted my mind with thought of harm.
Vile thought, I dare not speak of.
They bait me with seductive words of fake happiness.
The demon within is wicked.
and They have corrupted my mind with thoughts of harm.
the clouds moving across the pale blue sky,
dripping rain down on my patio.
My cats sleeping next to each other,
butt to butt,
when about two years ago they couldn't stand each other.
They breathe in
Expressions formed on my flesh leaving being bruised marks, carried out of my sight. Sly smiles creep up my legs causing a handicap, crumbling me to the ground.