Demons
Alone in darkness
Patiently I await with my mysery
I focus on the illussions
But I cannot escape from my reality
I run my fingers through my hair
A frustration created from my own devise
Shadows dancing everywhere
Resurfacing I feel my old demons rise
Haunting me .... Whispering
Runaway you will be okay
Copyright © Jesse James Forster | Year Posted 2011
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