When the sun sets and madness comes to play.
I pray for you,
Please don't be far away.

The wolves howl as they hunt their nighttime prey,
I often ask,
Do they fear coming day?

I travel alone yet I am not lonely,
I close my eyes,
It is your smile I see.

I put these poor words to digital ink,
My sentiments;
Hello Poetry link.

The layers peel
With a severe ease
Sub-dermal lament rides
Desire

Peeling

Cracking drafts of promises
Too familiar, too simple
Latent memory unveiled
Need

Peeling, peeling

Like dead skin from a sunburned thigh.

the pegions fly
over the juicy-leaves-trees,
sitting, swinging, dancing
on the moist laden boughs.
above them, the eagles waft
on the strong wind, intentionally,
gazing at them and plotting
to ****** their golden moments.
the deer makes slow movements
down the meadows, across the pebbles
to quench their thirst
under the sun, blowing with heat.
behind the bushes and around
the lions and the tigers ambush,
and wait for their comeback
to **** them, to chew them.
in the blue heaven innocence
shines intact and angels on duty
maintain their eternity,
and God is always there.

on earth it wants to sing its song,
but we gag it and injure its voice
to slate our desires, our dreams,
to hold the thrones everywhere.

My inner demon I can not hide but in order to disguise, I must despise. I look at the mirror to see the blank reflection that is myself, only to realize my inner demon is looking back at me with a blood covered body and scars of my past. It haunts me daily with its empty eyes, it shows no emotion.