Veronica Achlys writes

I\'m my own demise

I\'m my own demise,
The one who pours poison in her own cup,
The reaper of the soul in my flesh,
The empress of the demons in my head,
The prosecutor of the spirit\'s stargaze,
The summoner of the monster,
The hunter of my sanity,
The captor of myself,
Stuck in the creations of my own maze.