When I was a kid I was scared of the demon that lived under my bed
Now that I'm older I learn that the demon has always been inside my head
Devouring my innermost being
Leaving nothing
Now my heart is an empty haunted space
Close your eyes, past midnight, you'll hear when the demon's singing
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On Sorrow | Poetry collection
PuisiI meet a lot of sea monsters when I dive deep into the base of my mind Each of them whispers or sings an incomprehensible song I can't understand them I have drowned for so long Because they keep pulling me down So I write this poem to calm the stor...
