I feel him
pulsing in my brain
Not even trying to refrain
from taking over

He whispers thoughts
into my ears
Twisting all of the gears
inside my mind

I can't fight him
I'm just too weak
I can't even speak
the words that need to be said

My arm starts to move
In my hand is a knife
Striving to end the life
I never once had

The knife moves slowly
pressing against my skin
I feel him start to grin
as his victory is close

The cold presses in
around my body
The Demon laughs
as my light begins to dim