Inner Demons
My Morbid thoughts stir
awakened by the agonized screaming
of the severed limbs of my emotions
the weathered back drop is fading into the distance
I am now displayed on a stage, the world my audience
The dark fantasies parade around in my mind
Whirling and twirling a devilish dance
they gain in enthusiasm
through my skin they seep
controlling my hands and feet
I bend at their will, for i am merely a puppet
putting on a show, dancing for their pleasure
Flaying and thrashing
pieces flying and falling
All thats left of me disappears
in between the acts
I become the demon dreams
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