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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