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My Demon

As I sit in the dark, shrouded in misery
It takes my hand
And I feel accepted
My mind, the monster in the darkness
It tells me to hurt them
My demon lives in me
It will not leave
It tells me to do what I want
What I want belongs in the darkness
It cannot be said, lest they put me away
My demon accepts me
I feed it daily
Thoughts of revenge, of suffering, desires
It creeps and stirs
Awaiting the next thought
Hidden in the darkness, but it sees
And so it lives inside me
Waiting, wanting
One day I feel it shall overtake me
What will I become
When the evil can no longer be contained
For now, still content to feed on my thoughts
Growing more heinous
I feel it, becoming impatient
It always wants more
I must feed it and so I want more
What will I become
When revenge and desire is all that remains
My demon accepts me
Whatever I become it will always be with me
It will always love me
NBathory
Written by NBathory (Natalia)
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