Have you ever felt the darkness
That follows sinners during the day
The insanity and madness
Of being alive but being dead
Have you felt like you were falling
Into a dangerous pit with spikes
Your shrill scream of terror is never heard
And your pierced lone body never found
Or have you battled those demons
Have you defeated each one by one
Had they been angry, had you been scared?
Tell me the story o young one.
"Yes I've been scared,
Yes they've been angry
But I slashed though them with my sword
Because I believe it's better dying trying
Than dying with trying at all."
And hath you defeated them
Have they heeled at your feet?
Has their devilish eyes faced defeat?
"Yes they have, and to this day
I whip them throughly everyday
Because I know if I let them rule
I won't be the one to live
And victory will be on their side now."
This is my entry for the April ISC. I said it was going to be a story, but then, what the hell it turned out very badly. It wasn't worth submitting in this time, so I guess it's a poem this time. By the way, I've fallen really sick, so after this I'll kinda be out of loop for a while. Thanks~