The demon began to rise
With every second collecting dust
He struggles from inside
Losing against the evil lust.
That residing inside his blacked heart
His thoughts twisted by hate
The pain pierces like a dart
Struggling to escape this cruel fate.
He tries with all his might,
Searching for hope
Knowing he will lose the fight
Barley able to cope.
He closes his eyes
Forcing the razor across the line
Hoping soon he dies.
