XI. Shoulders
The demon on my shoulder;
Born from my nightmares,
Always told me that life
Wasn't fair.
Chaining me to the void
Self hate growing.
Hiding my tears
Behind my eyelids.
Positive he doesn't have
My best intentions.
Staring him down
With an angel
On my shoulder;
I'm not afraid of you.
The angel kissed my soul
Telling me it'll all be okay.
Solace in her words
Bliss from my purgatory.
Though I could never stay flying,
Emotions were too heavy
For the clouds to keep me.
Saying goodbye to all my loved ones
Bracing for the end.
This is the road
My life has gone.
I spoke to the demon
And he murdered the angel.
Blood staining my soul
Decaying with my corpse.
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