What are demons?
Are they Human beings?
Do they cry like they live, or die like they once did?
Do they smile like little kids?
Do they pile all of there emotions into humans?
Is that why we say we hate them?
Is that why we say that's our fate then?
To go to hell and ring the bell on satin?
Naw, a demon is whats inside of us!
His only objective is to hurt!
His only wish is to steal your life!
To make you feel like you have no rights!
To make you feel unimportant!
To make your life feel shortened!
To make you see darkness!
To make you fear the light!
To make you cease that day when you die that's right in plane sight...
Topic of this poem: Evil
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