A room,
darkened by fear-
Struck by lightning and
Thrown away.
Forever clasped to a
persons heart
slowly shattering
The incompetent soul,
like a python squeezing
life away.
never changing
yet, varying in variance.

Demons,
That wont
disappear, lingering
within the
weakened mind.
Greater then the
soul, They slowly
devour as a
battle rages.
They are?

With losses, and
Gains, endless clatter
between non realistic
beings.
Dreams, and
Nightmares
that forever
rage. To never
win light or darkness.

With out the help
of another,
the one
shall never come
to fight. for you,
yourself are the chosen.
You are the
only one that can
hope to end this
battle between
Demons.

As the end
draws near-
and time kisses
eternity,
It will end
and either you,
Or
your Spirits will,
Be here.