Every morning when I awake
Demon is ready, another day to take
The pain grows and is unrelenting
My heart and mind, is where Demon is most frequenting
Demon is cruel and tries to take over
Once that feeling has come, it may stay forever
But Demon has needs that I can control
It's not all bad; the needs of Demon have to be fed after all
A dark reminder when the morning comes
The shadows are heavy, no chance of sun
As I sit to contemplate and separate all the fractures
The weakness in Demon is there for me to capture
Demon comes and goes at its leisure
Sometimes brutal, taking all the pleasure
But Demon lapses and sometimes falls
It's not all bad; Demon must be fed after all...
