The Demon
Once together,
Once considered friend,
Now drifted apart,
Now considered foe.
As the shadow of the demon drifts through the streets
He is so full of pain and hate it has lost the one thing it desired most..life.
He is reaching its destination,
he brings up the right amount of energy to cast the pain aside and get the job done.
The finish line is withtin his grasp.
As soon as he gets near to hold it,
it blows away as dust.
He tries to catch it,
but nomatter how far he reaches,
it refuses with temptation.
Why had he let his hopes get the best of him?
Now he must live with the pain,
deeper than it once had been.
