sonder

why the demons were afraid

in the corner of nothingness

in a pitch black volcano of despair and anger

the demons whisper in my ear

and even in this dark

confined space

i can make out their faces

wet and cruel

they chant warning to each other

of new demons coming to play

they want nothing to do with these new monsters

now i wonder why the demons were afraid

these new demons they speak of dig into my mind

forcing my spine upright and tears to fall

into a dark abyss

now i see why the demons were afraid

these fallen angels aren't as much fun to play with

they toy with me like a puppet

pulling my skull heavenwards with a invisible string

and with that

forcing my mouth shut

now i feel why the demons were afraid

screams for help become muffled gibberish

and my pleads for aid

become a lying boy

and as i swallow these pills

now i understand why the demons were afraid

but i would no longer be