Not a Transition...

Don't take what you have for granted...

When will this hunger be quenched.

I have taken to believing a demon resides in me,

You get too close I will growl.

Hear and mark the sounds it makes for it could be your last mistake

and for my sake,

Shut the gate on my mind for me.

For I seem to have lost such demeanor over myself,

Well wish me luck for I am to be 'me' on this one.

Shuddering and think what more must sink below this level,

You laugh I cry

I hurt you smile

Yet all the while,

The demon within  waits in anger.

I can attempt to lie, to live in my own world and believe I am as I wish to be...

But let me see,

Let me stare into those big blue eyes...

Wait...Weren't mine...brown...

Reviews

[costa siwale]

Am awesome read, so engaging, well written

[Simon Welsh]

Ohh mysterious. Brutal. Lovely again, hon.