CheckMate

There is a demon lingering above her bed.

Longing to take her life away,

Longing to watch her rot into nothing.

There is a demon lingering inside her head,

Whispering "you are already dead."

Stealing away with her most precious thoughts.

There is a demon lingering inside her body,

Sending jolts throughout her skin.

He is trying his damnedest to win.

There is a demon lingering inside her soul,

He is fighting his way to gain her life's control.

Consuming her entire being from deep within.

The demon thinks this is a game,

a game of chess.

He has the upper hand,

and is learning fast.

The girl is limp and lifeless

The demon is smiling,

and filled with sin.

He carves an X across her chest,

He yells out, "Checkmate"

As the girl cries out,"Stolen innocence" 

Reviews

[Rogue]

This was a dark and intriguing write. You do a wonderful job combining horror and poetry. Always enjoy reading your work. :)

[SpitfireGrrrl]

Great imagery - like the eternal battle - well done!

[Jen Ro]

I am very glad you enjoyed this piece. =]