There’s a demon
Inside my head.
I see him, hiding
In a dark corner
Of my mind.

Lurking, his blood
Red eyes, he’s hungry;
Waiting to be fed.
Once again, slowly
Stalking me.

Desperate, hungry.
Feeding off the pitch
Black darkness, pain
I’ve got hidden deep
Within me.

Consuming every last
Bit of light within me,
Until he wins, and I’m
Completely lost to my
Demons.