Dancing with the Devil

A little poem about fighting ones inner demons

 

There comes that time in life were everything changes.

When our demons come out to claim what is rightfully theirs.

Where we get trapped as they slowly defile what is left of our sanity, leaving us with nothing but tainted souls as we slowly crumble within our own insecurity.

Living is a torture and death seems more appealing as the days pass. In our world sinning is a pleasure we cant seem to tame, but I will not bow.

No!

 Tonight I will dance with the devil.

Author's Note

please excuse all grammar and spelling issues. please and thank you! I hope you enjoy!