Demons

Scarlet moon

Prophesying doom

Barren landscape

As fears hold of you they take

 

The voices

The screaming

The shadows of the dead

They are my demons

 

Ones I have killed

 

They haunt me every day

They torment me all the time

Their voices, their last breath as I took their life…

Creating a big, black hole

 

One that can only go deeper, never to be filled

 

Blood is everywhere

It is dripping from my hands

Streaming from the walls

I will never be able to forget the atrocities I helped create

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So, I was trying to capture the mind of a person who has killed, but doesn’t like killing. I thought it would be an interesting change to explore the regret and the how their victims haunt their conscious.

I will also be updating Overturned soon.

Have a great day/night!

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