Fighting the demon

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Fighting the demon

One day I came across a demon that I've met before,
He intrigued me with his story,
So I invited him in my house to learn more.

As we sat and talked about old times,
he brought back memories that I thought,
I longed left behind.

He was quite sad because he had no place to stay,
I had extra room to spare
so I provided him a place to lay.

He began to do evil things that I thought I was able to handle,
causing a roucus within my home
and enabling grief and scandal.

I thought that if I showed him unabridled love that he would change,
but day after day his evil continued,
Always selfish, always mean, always the same.

One night I became fed up and told him to leave
He ignored what i said
and I began to plead

He continued to do his evil as though I had never even spoke,
Laughing at me with reddened eyes,
as though I was a joke.

Suddenly I raised my fist in anger and violently began to strike,
I prayed as I raised my hand giving it all my might.

I fought and fought until he bled,
when he resisted my blows I beated him some more,
until he finally fled
Running as fast as I could, I closed and  locked my door.

Never again in my life will I reopen what was once bad,
Never again in my life will I allow something that makes me sad,
The demon that I allowed back into my life will never come again,
It will stay where it's meant to stay,
Buried deep within my past.









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optimistic commented on Fighting the demon

06-20-2009

You potrayed a peace of symphony across he page. the pain from a demon can be a scary thought we deal with these demons on a daily basis. great imagery to describe this demon. Lots of hugs to you in the past the demons will stay. Outstanding poem.

shanr1225

06/21/2009

Thank you

shanr1225

06/21/2009

Thank you

IBindThee commented on Fighting the demon

06-20-2009

A lot of good talent my dear friend ... but rather than a demon that you speak of hun ... it sounds like you might of went thru some things I did in my past. Tis good to shut those kind out. I have another poem if interested about my hubby. Give it a read if ya like! Hugs, Tammy

shanr1225

06/21/2009

thanks

Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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