The Demon

The demon is the thing that tells you your fat. The demon is the

one that says to be perfect. The demon takes you down, but brings

you up to the top. The demon is so powerful that it can make some

one drink it’s poison. The poison that makes you sick mentally

and physically. This poison is not like any other, It makes you

think about thoughts that5 will destroy you. And has destroyed me.

Even though I have fallowed all of it rules it mocks me for not

being perfect. I have found out that the demon is worthless and

has no purpose in this life. I will rip out the tubes that pump the

sticky black poison through my body, because there is a better life

beyond it’s walls.