Hiself😔

Choices cause problems,
Then comes effects
The demon inside,
His soul it neglects.

He sleeps at night
Rest with stress,
Yet in still,he
Does his best.

But his best is
Only so much,
Black hole and
Devils touch.

Dreaming seems
Like endless lanes,
A chioce to
Emthy out his veins.

Now he have no
Blood to sheed,
Just dark smoke,
He almost dead.

Theres 3 doors
He's stuck to stool,
Play it by the
Demons rule.

Choices cause illusions
Which makes him
Feel the same,
Choices o Choices
But who is he
To blame
To blame.