Parasite

Now I am a friend, of the darkness.

For I, have given away my soul.

My addictions are my obligations, 

And so, the evil grows.

Through clear blue eyes and with, articulation.

My spoken words are only tricks and lies.

The demon I harbor, doesn't need you.

And if you follow me, you'll die.

I do not function, in accordance,

with the laws of your society.

Ignorant people help and support me, 

and so, the demon feeds.

Don't think for an instant, 

that I am your friend.

That, my friend, would be a grave error.

My real intentions, are never spoken,

and my demons, I will not ignore.

If you think that you can help me,

My friend, keep this thought in mind:

Your perception only annoys me, 

And your ideas, waste my time. 

Don't be a fool, you cannot trust me. 

By now I think you know the score.

I am not interested in recovery,

and my demon[s]

I will not ignore. 

And my demons, I will not ignore.

Reviews

[Relic]

That dark presence can be felt in every line of this. The foreboding decision to become a part of the demons radiates in the resolute final decision which is appropriately repeated in the last lines. Really good poem with great tempo.