he daemon

insidious creature of lust
bit into the mind and there thrived
fondling my innermost secrets
and fingering my soul

it triggers the undoing
falling in on myself and scream
foul is the way of the he demon

darkness guile in the body of a whore
spouting nonsensical treachery
in the ways of love...deadly
sinister words to leave lonely

inside myself wither
darkness takes its time plucking
the heart of the broken

it hurts to be so open
bad scene when one gets dumped on