Cloaked, masked, blurry and bleak
This stranger of mine came to me.
Removing of things I’ve tried to hide
Asking questions while I meekly glide
Dance dance around the truth
Backspace, backspace-No! Where’s mute?
Filters are falling, thoughts grow thick
Times are changing, monsters are quick
Battles are fought inside and out
Many know not for what they’re about
The demons cringe as they glare at my soul
Bright and burning too much to hold
They hiss and wish they were enough
So they could consume it and feel of its love
Inside it would change things, better or worse
Some could not handle. No time to converse
The demons wave giggle and play
They pave destruction the light goes away
The dark consumes and tries to bind
Then I realize it’s just my mind!