Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Demon

There is a lot in my mind. Important, non important, non existing, negligible, notion and all of the impossible. I rather dwell in it so frequently. There is substantial amounts of pleasures in it. I drew in sympathy sometimes. The one that put you down constantly, even in the absence of the perpetrators.

A ghost constantly lurking behind your subconscious, pounds on you when the situation demands it. Until it become,

Your very own demon.