Midnight Demons..

Its midnight.

The demons are ready and set. For they feed on the helpless lies you let
spill out of your pathetic mouth. Its just what the creature needs to
comesume your every move... its a slather for its plenty fed..now that
the beast is fed...when does the foolish lies stop? Don't you see? This
is what's eating away at your every waking moment in time it brings on a
self inflected hell...the coldness should revive your mind..but you
only become colder as each breathe is another breathe for the monster
you've created yourself...you have the materials to heal the saddend
wounds.. but you pour salt into it.. for the burning over powers your
silent screams..its up to you to make it go away.