A crestfallen heart

by Ernest Johnson   Oct 14, 2011


A crestfallen heart, a demons delight
Served up as the main course
At their banquet tonight

An agonized soul
Devoured as well
Until the darkness of night
When they rise up from hell

Locked shutters or doors
Provide no respite
From the heart break and pain
Bestow the midst of the night

Sorrow and sadness, demons bask in delight
A pitiable soul sits in the darkness
By the cause of the night

The dark of the night
Brings an arduous despair
Only memories and demons
The three of you there

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  • 8 years ago

    by Em

    A crestfallen heart, a demons delight
    Served up as the main course
    At their banquet tonight... I love that stanza!! Draws you in so much :)