Demon Or Death Poem by Rob cote

Holloween The Darkest Day of the year
This Day I Will only remember Fear
Tempted To drink a ton of Beer
To play with fire What an Ideal

Gasoline injected in you're skin
Why did I drink so much gin?
The Flames Lashed out towards me
Oh fc*k I flea

Drop and Roll, Wont Work
Run as the flames engolf you're head
It's only fluke that im not dead
Screaming Running Skin turns Red

When The flames die
I stand
my body has been taken from me
This I curse you
For that night
A new Demon Has been Created
I Hate All

That should of been my end! !