The dark shadows beckon it calls insidiously from the corners of the mind
Whispering little temptations draw deeper into its tunnel so deep that the shadow that once lurks behind starts to climb up around, over the shoulders
till it turns to meet face to face and overwhelms, swallowing whole.
The inner demons are dark and vast, some live in the present, some in the past.
one can only hide them for so long, but they always peak their head, from the trapped doors in memories,
Through the closed doors in the mind, between the cracks in our broken heart, hiding in the dark alley\'s of the soul.
sooner or later these demons will gain control, whenever, they see weakness from within a soul.
These demons will test you at every turn, wishing you to welcome them, damning you to burn.
Trapped with chain-like ribbons heavy and painful as barbed wire
The poor soul, probably crying out, for love or understanding
Maybe something else?
How are we to know when we hide behind the smile?
Memories and tragedies blend together
All the voices clashing inside never make it better
All the songs sung
The never ending record
No matter how you purge and quell, the beast inside will bite and burn.
It fills the dark recesses of a mind when the soul is turbulent with storms
A swirling vortex trapped in a cage.
Like a labyrinth that never ends, a wandering spirit is lost without a home.
A shudder in dread and banshee screech searching for solace that can be borrowed.
Although feeling negative and stormed by dark clouds, it feeds on our bad karma; the evil energy pulsing stemming from tragedy and trauma it grows by the emotions that follow,
There is a vicious grin inside the hollow.
It always demands a sacrifice
It - or - They demand a deal
They are the devil at the crossroads waiting for a soul to steal
The choices of the seven deadly sins
Which one will you choose?
Lust
Gluttony
Greed
Sloth
Wrath
Envy
Pride
It consumes the light, but in return fills with dark pleasure acting as a temporary high; a short-lived fix that like acid burns.
A sure made deal; a sick reciprocity for a delight in forbidden decadents to dwell in tempting sins despite the terror that it brings, there\'s a monster inside trapped beneath the flesh waiting for the right to strike and cause havoc
Yet can\'t you see when you look in the eyes glaring straight at you, the human in the mirror
An epiphany hit, denial yet the harsh unforgiving truth
The monster and you are one and the same.
God! O God! Save me from myself!
Exorcise all the demons within!
Yes, monsters are real and do exist each day our actions and choices in life tells the world on whether we are human or animal
An intelligent rational being or mindless raging beast
Which are you?