Your eyes burn red,
As the demons sit inside your head,
Awaiting for tears to spill
Before tempting you to take another pill
You clutch your heart in some fright,
Knowing that you are going to die tonight,
Some part of you whispered to put up a fight
And you tried... But now it seems you have no more might.
Happiness.
Life.
Will to live.
Is something that you cannot just give.
As the chill of the death infused capsule touches your lips,
You will grit your teeth as the demons beg you for one last sip
Of the pain.
The fear.
as Death draws you near
And cradles you within its crooked embrace
Glances over your dying body with some haste
Your body heaving a chilling sigh
But the Demons will forever whisper, and torture inside.