Demons

Her inner demons are raging,

Struggling to break free.

Hungry for lust,

Thirsting for ecstacy,

Coveting for a voice,

Once considered as white noise

Barb wires cover her soul

Imprisoning her buried lucifer

Weary of norms that decipher

Good and evil.

Its time to rebel,

And wage hell.

Angels hushes the roaring spirits,

Chastises the fallacious calling,

Reminds her of the image

Of purity she portrays.

Recalling her innocent ways.

Evil ramblings turn to a whisper,

But fury in her eyes still linger,

Another day...

Another time...