Must be ‘Demonic Day’ or something like that. Including this poem, I’ll have posted, within the last two days, 3 pieces about demons and hell.
A name from out of nowhere
A word from ancient lore
Summoning forth memories
That were not there before
The echoes don’t diminish
But fill my empty brain
Extinguish personality
Till nothingness remains
My mind cries out in anger
And then whimpers in fear
I lose control, give up my soul
To thoughts I now can hear
The purpose is apparent
It reeks of evilness
Again I fight, again I fail
Fall victim to the stress
I perform its vile actions
Then with a piercing scream
As the Presence leaves me, wondering
Was it real or just a dream?