As Our Demons Demand

DERP

As cold and sharp as an iron gate
Evil has come and sealed my fate

Your hunger, this hunger, I can't yet sate

Stop the bleeding, it's not too late

Stalk and close in for the kill

As I swallow down another pill

Flesh thrown upon the windowsill

Buried bones on quiet hills

Close the doorway to Despair

Whose body feels as light as air

Run my fingers through your hair

Even though you know I'd never care

Wear the bloodied, tattered sash

Over the wounds, sores of the past

Like a kind of glue that held our mask

Every heartbeat seems our last

Nights where I held your battered hand

Days which I buried in the sand

Old friend, please now, understand

I'll kill your trust as you demand

Author's Note

This was actually written awhile before I posted it... I do believe it was a fanpoem of some sort, but I can't recall what.

Reviews

[C.C. Marx]

Wow....intense!! Geez you've got a lot of interesting adjectives here including bloodied, battered, and evil and not to mention flesh was included somewhere in there, creepy but well done

[:-)]

Haha, thank you for the nice review!

[C.C. Marx]

My pleasure!! Great work

[Admiral Kirk]

THIS... IS... SPARTAAAAAAAA!!!
No, sorry, it's genius. This is genius. It's like... genius... Got one adjective stuck in my head right now... okay... genius... It's like... it's... it's... GAH, okay, I'm gonna say it again. It's genius.

[:-)]

OEMJAY I SHEE YHU SPARTAH.

And... Thanks! You're so cake! And that's my adjective, by the way. :D

[Admiral Kirk]

WHOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAA!!! *falls backward into fountain*

YOU'RE WELCOME!!! :D I'm cake?! WIN!

[:-)]

LAWL I LEIK DAT MOVAY.

And, yes! You're cake! Maybe cheesecake... Or red velvet... NAWM.

[Admiral Kirk]

ITSH SHINAY.

NAWM NAWM NAWM. I LIEK CHOCOLATE.