DemonA Poem by Ally Baker
You used to make me smile,
Fill my stomach with butterflies. You brought brightness with you, Making me happy with just your presence. Now you make me grimace, Fill my stomach with poisoned nails. Now darkness follows you, Your presence making me ill. You are a demon of deception, Altering my perception of the truth. But now you cannot swindle me. I am no longer blind to the truth. Maybe one day you will find an angel Whose light can overcome your darkness, Pull you out of your fiery realm of existence Into the bright realm of warm love. Then you will see the demon that you are. Then you will feel the pain you have caused As the demon rips and bites at you Trying to find its way back in. You will spend eternity enduring it, The hellish pain of the demon that you are.
© 2011 Ally Baker |
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