The Devil in My Room
All dead- My family… they left me behind.
I was alone; dark and sad.
The light was nowhere to be found.
With a devil in my room, it was never a tad.
I praised and worshipped demons.
I was possessed in thoughts,
Voices started talking to my head.
"Eat it, kill them... NOW!"
So fast, eyeballs moved left and right
Banging my head to the glass
Scratching nails at the wall ahead,
'til fingers turned bloody red.
Shouted in gargling voice; I was shred,
then placed onto a bed.
Submerged deeply, bed ripped apart.
A feast, a trophy
For six demons inside of me.
They were fulfilled.
My lips were shaking… I’m gone.
Coldness in my chest.
Enduring the pain.
Beetles came racing to my face
Grabbing a pen and scratching all away.
Blood dripped as I was skin red flesh .
I felt the urge of vomit,
A hair so long, thick, and black
From my mouth
It seemed no end
I was choking it all out.
Brown moths
Started flying
Out my nose,
My ears…
It was all blood,
I explode.
Now I was just a thought
an idea to a writer’s head
I want to spread the message:
“Faith in God”
