I see demonic shadows,
floating in the darkness,
waiting for me to fall asleep,
searching a moment of my weakness.
Shadows of death,
inside my head,
this outstanding pain
in my brain...
Flames of hellfire
in my eyes,
smell of death
in my nose...
Molten seas of h***,
this demonic smell,
someone is casting a dark spell,
holding me in the h***.
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I can really feel your pain in this poem. The last stanza really gives it meaning. I can relate to feeling such pain. I hope everything works out for you.