I know the demons from a lifetime before.
For fear has lost sight of my soul long ago.
I reach out for love but it eludes my grasp.
The cold muzzle leaves its mark on my temple.
He knows my courage is too weak to complete my task.
His laughter mocks my ignorance.
He cries out. "I am coming for you, as the last heat of the sun kisses the cool ocean look to me."
I smile for I believe my torment is done.
But his cruelty whispers loudly that it has only begun.
-Johnny V.
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