Demons Poem by Kail Montoya

Please help me, mister,
Can you not see,
All these demons chasing me,
What they'll do, I don't know,
When they catch up to me,
But I have seen where,
Their prey they throw,
The deepest, darkest, dankest hole,
And the horrid sight,
Of what lies below,
I truly have, no wish to know.

Please mister,
Can't you see,
That these demons,
Have caught me,
And what they'll do,
I still don't know,
But they hold me above,
What lies below,
And it is truly,
The deepest, darkest hole,
And as I peer down,
My body grows cold,
For within lies the truth,
As it is merely the reflection of my soul.