Changing

I see shadows within shadows.

Coalescing and changing forms.

Ambivalent and menacing.

They are coming after me.

I hear voices in my head.

Screaming and begging freedom.

They want blood to coat my hands.

And bang on mental walls.

Demanding their release.

Dying so I may kill.

I feel an evil force.

He's hissing at my back.

Clawing and ripping out my hair.

Half crazed and full of lust.

He refuses to let me go.

I smell sulfur in my veins.

My demons embedded deep.

I cannot cut them out.

They wish to be a part of me.

I wish them apart from me.

Blood rushing as they cover me.

I taste blood upon my tongue.

It's choking me.

I'm dying.

And it never felt so goooooodd.

To taste the life of my captors.

Their flesh stuck between my teeth.

I belong to them now.

The devil's got a hold on me.