The Demon
The Demon lurks in the Darkness,
Biding time,
Engulfing the Light.
The Demon feeds upon the dark thoughts and feelings,
From my soul,
From other beings.
The Demon plots against me, holding me right below the surface,
Where my refuge resides,
Drowning me in my own depression and hatred.
The Demon overwhelms my very life,
Embracing me with arms that wreak of Havoc,
Mayhem,
Destruction.
The Demon stalks us,
Lurking in the shadows,
Taking in the corrupted lives of those we come across,
No one is safe from His grasp.
The Demon sleeps for now, knowing that when he wakes,
He is revived,
Stronger,
More ungodly.
The Demon wakes for one purpose,
To bestow unholy deeds,
Negative energy,
Upon the innocent,
Upon its own Creator.
Cinquain of "The Demon"
Demons.
Fallen Angels.
Havoc and Mayhem.
Shadows consume Pure souls.
Forsaken...