That Ghastly And Black Dream

Black and red earthly demons walked by me yesterday morning.

Unbeknownst was I, for I see them often,

In the barbershop, or in the library, sometimes in the mirror

And elsewhere, as far as I can imagine.

To be aware of what you’ve gotten yourself into

Might take a toll on me being so much intrepid.

The news channels threw me light, showed me they’re demons

I contemplated the pacific ocean and felt like a tornado inside

I got out of the home with cautious steps, and there were grim faces

Trying to consume my soul garnished

With the last traces of humanity, sucked out of humans.

It’s like a virus which spreads airborne

Monsters unraveling themselves

Like the corrupt, that is shot up the power

Transforming from a butterfly into an ugly insect

Days go by, each day I quiver a little less.

Daunting demons can hardly frighten me now

Probably I have become the part of the system

As I know it because I can’t stand the mirror anymore.