He is withering,
He is waiting,
He is watching.
He is fear,
He is hatred,
He is destruction.
He is the blood lust that haunts you,
He is the darkness in your heart,
He is the nightmare that plagues your dreams.
He is the doubt in your mind,
He is that which defines you,
He is the demon chained to your soul.
michael parks
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-demon-15/
