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Demon I'm that?
Demons all they want is our souls, demons feed on our energy and feelings. Demons I need to get rid of them, demons I swear I can always smell them.
Since I was young I have always seen them, every where I look there they are. Everyone I talk to here they are, everywhere I go, they just seem to follow me.
Feeding on my thoughts, feeding on my actions. Waiting for me to give them a reaction, I try my hardest to ignore them but nothing ever happens.
Stuck in my head that's where they are, demons always next to me they never go far. Why do they haunt me I don't yet know, I shall find out when I'm buried deep in the ground.
I hope that day never comes, as I might even turn into one. Demons? Or maybe I'm wrong, might just be my brain imaging it all. The fear of being crazy is always there, seeing and hearing things others don't.

