Shadows of Demons

Even the simplest things can eat away at you, and stick with you forever.

With every step, a crack forms

With every breath, a laugh rings

These are weights I have borne,

With every cry, the devil sings.



In every shadow, there was hope

In every corner, there lies a devil

Lying, cheating, within webs of rope

Waiting for happiness to be leveled.



With every loss, I break a little

With every jolt, my soul screams

My mind cracks beneath hatred's chisel

And memories of love past gleams.



I hide quietly, strangled and choking

And the devils burst from corners,

For they know I am already broken.