Target

CRASH! My sadness hits the ground.

sounds of laughter pushing me further down.

Their words like flinging knives.

and i the target, he aims...

Perfect shot, he hit my heart.

the blood and tears hard to tell apart.

There eyes are staring the wight is so baring.

I'm crashing again, I'm lying on the ground.

my demons yell and hound.

leave, they never do, they hurt me,

Do your demons hurt you?