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My Demon

This demon in me  
Is no dormant creature  
If it exists at all  
Then he lives through whispers  
 
Like secret messages  
Tapped over the airwaves  
The words pulse  
Straight to my brain  
 
He knows my weakness  
Constant reminders of failure  
There’s no peaceful retreat  
From the mental assault  
 
In nightmares  
I see the glint in red eyes  
The glint of cold hard steel
About to slice skin  
 
I’m sure if I bled  
That would never be enough  
A slow torturous death  
His only satisfaction  
 
I’m the number he calls  
Promising relief from the noise  
A broken joker  
He feds his lies to  
 
Needs my pain  
Wants me to beg  
Crawl for mercy  
His game his rules  
 
Just the puppet  
To his sick fantasy  
A blackened soul  
Who loves misery
Written by AspergerPoet56
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