A daemon
It stalks in the night
It fills me fright
Blocks out the light

Its dark in appearance
Claws and teeth showing
Denies my calm cleareance
As my anxiety keep growing

To stop my ambition
It gives me visions
Of loss and defeat
Yet strong I stand
For losing I can't
My life depending on it

Yet stoic it stands
The glare on its eyes
Inmutable
His desire to destroy
All that gives me joy
Inmovable

And no angels will come
No champion wielding sword
This fight is my own
By my side no companion
Alone I sally forth
As another option there is not

But I won´t lay in the mud
****** and bruised but not beaten
So open the maws of hell
His minions spew forth
I will not be defeated...