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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Where does my conscious go, when demons raise their fiery eyes, They steal my very soul, killing all which is sanctified, Engulfed by instant fears, no longer hearing loved ones cries, The beast within appears, telling me I am justified, I have already lost, no reprieve from my mortal sin, All reason now is blocked, as I become the beast within, No pity can I feel, as I make my grandiose stand, Yes the horror is real, as I destroy all that I can, Where do my feelings go, when demons raise their snarling lips, Bringing an all new low, into my life now torn to bits, Certain of being right, I flail and thrash as if in fits, I threaten and I strike, with great fury the demon spits, Yet I still stand and shout, my ugly hate and derision, Accusing lies said out loud, revolting words - degradation, Just look at what I’ve done, I scream my blatant confession, Ready to blame anyone, for my evil molestation, Where does my true love go, when demons raise their gruesome head, Destroying all I know, without slightest hesitation, There is no where to hide, hideous deeds - infinite dread, Shame crushes senseless pride, nothing left but devastation, Recoiling in horror, reality enters the room, Now begins the torture, judgment of my now mortal soul, The evil that is me, my conscious has become my tomb, I look and all I see, marks my spirit and takes its toll, Where does salvation go, when demons raise their awful screech, Making damnation grow, as dark shadows envelope me, How can I persevere, and escape from this demon’s reach, For he is always near, and may kill eventually, Cold and chilling insight, I now realize what is at stake, And the one path which might, protect the ones I truly love, But how can I just leave, this world I worked so hard to make, And cause even more grief, for family and God above. Where does my resolve go, when demons raise their deadly claws, Tearing at all I know, stealing my conscious care and pride, I can’t run anymore, all is destroyed everything lost, Now beaten tired and sore, I’ve lost my path into the light, Who can I reach out to, when all I love recoil in fear, Eyes beseech black and blue, where once was love - now only hate, Yes I know - I’m the cause, the reason for each falling tear, And while demons give pause, I must face my terrible fate.
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