My Demon

A Demonic scream
So clear, Full of Fear
Coming From what was once My Room

But the Demon tool it all away
He made an Illusion to Mess with My Head.
if the old backyard Of my Ex guardians home.

In the dream, We have moved.
It was telling me something.

Him, He was grey.
Spikes going down his back.
Long nails, Sharp Teeth.

Is it him that I feel every night?
The presence of the dark?
Is he the reason I don't Sleep in the Dark?

HURT ME DEMON!
MAKE ME BLEED!
I AM CALLING MY DEMON!

Reviews

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Love the demon metaphor, love the depth:)

[CharlesMonroe]

I liked this the first time I read it, and I love it now (: it's amazing, but the stuff you write usually is

[Deactivated_BurningDemo..]

Heh... Nice. I would have liked more about the demon's physical appearance but I'm sure that's just me. I liked it but I think you could expand it a little.

[MarkDeanReview]

Not bad!

[Samantha Heaton]

Omg Abbi I feel this poem... I also feel like i live it sometimes....Very good baby!