Published January 22, 2013 by ashleyhannelore


He walks along the tile
To afraid to see their eyes
As they shine red and creep black
He slowly begins to cry

Still looking at the tile
The demons knock him down
Shattered bones, tattered heart
This boy can’t fix his frown

Destroyed and on the verge of death
He rises to his feet
These creatures won’t say a word
They were always full of conceit

Until now
The day that they were killed
No longer beating others down
His purpose is fufilled


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