My Demon Talks

I reach out to you
And hold you down
As you struggle for
Some kind of hold
On reality

I relent…
For moments
Your grip on it
Is strong
But mine is stronger

I pull you under
Choking as your
Scream is drowned
Thrashing for the surface
I am gone

Respite for a short while
I will be back
And you will be
My plaything
Once again

— GB

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