The Demon Within The Glass
Admist the rain I saw a sprite.
A demon quietly whispering on a rainy night,
As it drew near I trapped it within a bottle,
When I closed it in it became angry and throttled,
“What is your purpose?” I screamed, my voice was shaking,
The rain was pouring the ground was quaking,
“Your soul I want!” The demon replied,
“Taste my essence and be without time!”
So I drank and drank until I was a shell,
My soul corrupted now bound to hell,
As the years they passed I forgot my name,
Lost my posessions, my family and became insane,
And when i drew near the end and my breath was last,
I realized I became the demon... within the glass.
(2013)
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