Exhaustion

6/3/10 part of a poetry compilation "on addiction" for a Creative Writing course I took this past year. (Title image by Querety http://querety.deviantart.com/)

My eyes have now grown weary,

I've been so long awake

And if now i slumber deep,

I know my soul he'll take.

I won't wake upon the marrow,

To sunlight pure and bright

The demons'll come to take me

In the shadows of the night

Their clutching claws molest me

Digging deep into my breast

So I must continue,

Without solace, without rest

I called these demons to me

They're only fragments of my soul

Broken, beaten, battered parts

Of what was once a whole.

By choice i struck this bargain

Made a deal with Devil, Dear

And now I must surrender life'

To everything i fear

Open to my nightmares

reliving all the pain

and theres no denying

I'm the one to blame.

I knew this, one day, would come

When my debt would come due

But still prolonged my suffering

Until my time was through.

So now I leave you, bid you farewell

For my time is growing nigh

Before we part, take my advice

Don't play with the Devil's High.

Author's Note

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