She ran to him
trying to stop her tears,
holding her heart
and letting out her fears.
She wanted him sorry
but he didn't care,
the people he slaughtered,
blood everywhere.

The heart of a demon
locked inside,
he wanted to fight the monster
but left his soul behind.
He violently murdered
and laughed maniacally.
He had died, himself,
but that he couldn't see.

She slowly approached him
and tried to make him stop,
but he never noticed her
and quietly she dropped.
She only felt pain
as he ripped through her head.
He had turned around too quickly,
never thought she could be dead.

The heart of a demon
locked inside,
he wanted to fight the monster
but left his soul behind.
He violently murdered
and laughed maniacally
he had died, himself,
but that he couldn't see.

Immediately he stopped,
as he saw what he had done.
When he lost himself,
he killed the only one.
He grabbed his love
and slowly he cried.
He was still living,
but both of them had died.

The heart of a demon
locked inside,
he wanted to fight the monster
but left his soul behind.
He violently murdered
and laughed maniacally
he had died, himself,
but that he couldn't see.

The heart of a demon
locked inside,
just waiting to come out...

11/14/2004

Author's Note: I wrote this poem awhile ago. I liked it at the time, but now I think it's a little awkward.

Posted on 11/15/2004
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