personal demon

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looming overhead
some shadow of sorts
look 'round the corner
sudden sightless hit

always, forever there
creeping and crawling
slithering behind and ahead
stalking, hunting me

gripping fleshy skull
pointed nails digging in
blood pumping quick
breath caught by unseen

dazed and drifting
dragging for some need
responsibilites to do
yet all around it hides

no eyes, no mouth
everywhere and nowhere
inching forward, hidden
feeding on my essence

i'll never escape, no
mind screaming, whirling
head throbbing now
my personal demon

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