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Jan 2014
I sit here slipping
Hands on that table gripping
Mind starts dripping
Heart starts chipping
Skin melts off my body dripping
As I fall away from reality
It appears in my view what I think about constantly
Enough with this formality
I'll show you my brutality
I lack any kind of normality
This is no fallacy
I am a demon  
Ignite  your beacon
Your not longer a free man
I'm seething
For your bleeding
Rip you to shreds so your blood drips from the ceiling
But let me tell you why I become this demon
I was broken
Somewhere in time it was spoken
That a monstrous beast would be awoken
He came to me as I was being abused
And told me what to do against the accused
Finally I had enough being broken and bruised
He told me to get a needle and thread because they must be fused
I strung them up licking the blood as it oozed
They stood there in confuse wondering why they were being accused
I stood there unamused for this is a crime that can't be excused
So with my fists and might
I took my first strike
This punch I through was nothing alike
Every fist I through in my entire life
For it did not end it's just commenced
Continuously punching this monster in the neck
So in the battle to **** the monster I faced
I become the demon behind my face
Ayllon Chalif
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