Demons Unseen Poem by phillip seymore

unknown to the wood that bleeds i worship the man that split seas. stop the demons that are not seen.they come for greed teeth green and fiend on my soul like weed so in deed ill fight for that man until i cant breath. go until there is no air in my lungs and u can hear me weze and even then i will fight until my nuckles start to bleed cause that x to the side is where i need to be until my lifes relieved and u start to see that spark in him is inflamed in me. cause they atack me in my dreams and my only protection is two mics in a form of a lower case T.case his foot steps is where i was led and my feet will lead.