Personal Demon

Personal Demon Twilight's shadows consume my thoughts reapers glove clutching daylight to suffocation Sleep remains elusive, in waking dreams obsessive images loop unfettered Fertile soil of ancient memories spawn demons of my past realms Yesterday storming today's bastions of sanity manufactured reality expired, obsolete Gatekeeper guard the boundaries of my soul fistfalls of desperation resounding, pounding Claw the erected walls upward crumbled reality a pinhole of dawns light Relinquish the reapers grasp another day as demons wait for dusk Stephen (Stoic)