The Fight

I sit here in the middle of the night,

The pain in my heart the only light,

And the fear that soon I'll wake with a fright!

In terror of the demon’s fight.

They lurk in the far reaches of my mind,

Away from the surface where others may find,

I dream of leaving them behind,

But the release of death seems too kind.

The demons come and then they go,

Leaving behind a toxic glow.

And what those who sinned do not know,

Is one day the monster in me will show.

I'll render their flesh, destroy their name.

All their force and power will be in vain.

For one day their trespass, my demon will claim.

And when it’s done, they'll hope for only pain.

Perhaps my monster will show one day.

Or maybe the demons will linger and stay.

And if they find me, come what may,

For all their transgressions, their bodies they’ll flay.

My demon’s dream of wrecking their fate,

For all from us, they decided to take.

And I feel the longer I wait,

The harder this facade will be to fake.

I may never find peace or a restful night's sleep.

Or ever find solace in the mind that I keep.

Life knocked me down, swept under my feet

But if I can't fight the demons, it's the outcome I'll beat.