The Words You Spout

The words you spout fill me with doubt they are perplexing to my soul the diversions they create' Well Time foretold and tore the wool from my eyes your narcissism runs deep, your many faces slowly came to light when the doors were closed whilst away from prying eyes Long awaited were my cries I was like meat on a hook wilted down over time Your words like knives to my soul Relentlessly swiping strokes All I could do is fade I'm starting to think that angels aren't as strong as demons! My demons now crawl from shoulder to shoulder warding off those winged pretenders. TBC