Shes coming.
The demoness in her tattered clothes,
Her black hair that fades down to her legs,
Her black eyes with no soul,
Palest skin youve ever seen.
Soul is lost but hunts for blood,
Shes coming.
Coming for me,
To end my life.
Pulling me into the dark to possess my skin,
Taking over and leaving me lost.
My screams and cries to be never heard.
"IM DYING! IM DYING!" I'll scream.
"RUN AWAY! SHES HERE!"
Youll call me crazy,
But she never leaves.
Hanging over my head,
Me wanting to run.
But its all in my head,
But her presence still lingers with me.
