Demons

Wretched souls wrought from hatred

Cruel and unforgiving

Forlorn and outcast

No ryhme or reason to them

Craving mayhem

Thirsting for destruction

Alive inside each of us

Held back by our fear and insecurity

Brought forth by anger and pain

We lose ourselves in their dark embrace

Only to reawaken to the coldness of the world

Life, Death And Immortality

A blessing, a curse, and a dream
All of them have a different meaning for each being
Life and immortality a curse for the ones who wish for death
Death a curse for those who fear it
Immortality a blessing until you see its flaws
Old age is a blessing yet a curse
You can pass on your wisdom to the new generation
You also slowly feel your body and mind slip away
Death is the same
A blessing for those in pain
And a curse for those who are left without you
Immortality unlike the other yet the same
You are cursed to live watching those you love slowly wither
But you are able to pass on your wisdom to the new generations
Though with time you would surely wish for death
All of them are entwined no matter how different they seem
Just as is the human race
All different yet the same
Rich or poor
Wise or ignorant
We are all intertwined