astrophile

~Poem 018~

when the demons come for me,

i hide.

and when they finally catch me,

i die.

when they drag me down with them,

i cry.

and when they drop me in fire,

i sigh.

when the demons come for me,

i flee.

when they speed past me,

i see.

when they push me to the ground,

i scream.

and when they eat me alive,

i decease.

~-~

Not the best but oh well. 

I guess I just wanted to share that my demons are active in demolishing me...

-Jess