1 January 2013
To a starved, unwanted guest.
Dream Demons Are tortured for eternity, Made From Phobias and fears. Feed Off Unsuspecting victims subconscious' Savour The Young children's tears.
Cannot Leave A mind without depositing, A dreadful Memory Of the demons tortuous life. Roaming The night Full of hate, anguish, pain, No End Immune to the knife.
Sweet Dreams? • Opuss № I