I close my eyes and see my demon. The creature haunts me in my dreams, I'm running threw woods, and streams every time your face gleams in the light. Before I know it, its night. Your closing in ready to fight, soon I take out my knife. I see your face and my life flashes, Suddenly I'm slashing at your throat, and see this part you have to take note. I appear at some graveyard and as it clearly quote, I loved you and you the most, you were my antidote.
A bad dream
July 27, 2011