Saturday, August 5, 2017

The Demon Who Loved Me

I'll tell you a story about a demon who loved me.
He would often whisper in my ear
Trying to get me alone in the night
So his voice is all I could hear.

His shadow was always two steps behind
Even when I thought I'd tricked him
He would emerge again from the dark
and drink my spirit within him

He resented my wings and would pluck at their tips
with his curled black claws
then run them down my soft white cheek
as I cried into his arms

As much as I tried to get away
He told me I was his
that I would never be free
and I should just give in

He loved me so much he wanted my misery
So I would leave my mortal coil
To join him in his dark abyss
Together as one in his kingdom of spoils

One day the whispers stopped
I wondered where he'd gone
That painful empty hole inside
Had left my weary bones

I awoke one day and saw a feather at my bedside
He loved me so much he let my wings grow
He loved me so much
He let me go
He let me go....


*(A Poem about overcoming depression)




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