A Slaughtering of Fears

I am running fast, A storm is rolling in, Im running, breathe, my chest is heaving, I dropped a tear, on accident I swear, I tried to wipe it quickly away, But it was too late, They'd seen, Found weekness in my heart, And so they came for me, I stopped running, Turned to face those demons, I slaughtered them all, and the looks on thier face I knew they could now tell, the tear I dropped was for them, for sending them to hell, that night I walked throught the storm, no longer afraid, I wore the blood of the demons I'd just slayed, and I'd never felt more proud, coated with my accomplishment for the night , I smiled.