Lurking demons?

Never far from dark thoughts

yet these are not my own

they're the products of imagined sympathy

of all the foul and immorality absorbed

into a single entity

Experimental written paths lead the way

sealing them forever

blackest ink on paper

word by word

the gloom and doom filling the room

the moment they're out, nothing

Is it coping, with something lurking

paper being victimized

To the moment it hasn't shown

but we all carry our inner demons

deep inside

stay there