Afraid Of The Dark Poem by Axley Jade Blaze

Can you see—
How aphotic it is, inside of me?
Can you tell—
That I have traveled through hell?

Tell me, can you feel—
The masks I try to peel?
Instead, I stand so cold.
Part of this destructive mold.

Tell me, can you touch;
My wounds? —they hurt so much!
I want to know;
How to conclude this show?

Should I hit rewind?
Or do I try to find—
Someone who can be
The hero who will save me?

Could reality be here?
And is it what I fear?
I question what am I?
I look up to the sky.

I scream; 'I can't believe—
this Demon's inside me!
Get this thing right out!
—HELP! ' I scream and shout.

What is this—I am?
Now, I take a stand!
I am trying to fight
For just one glimpse of light!

'Save me now! '—I scream
'Wake me from this dream! '
I am trapped inside
Behind this agony, I hide.

I'm breaking, all alone,
Only darkness, no light shone.
But I must break free
—THIS—I cannot be!

You must listen when I shout,
'Get these things right out! '
Won't you help me free—
These Demons inside me?

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