DID YOU KNOW THAT MY BLOOD IS BLACK

My day starts with the dark room
I just sit in the corner where there is no hope of light
I try to come out from the demon which is hidden in me;
The demon Is strong, determined to pull me down, and make me one of his kind
its been decades I’m locked inside the dark room
The dark aurora is penetrating in me
My blood Is black now filled with saddness and sorrow
If the chaos is an art, Then I’m the veteren
Grief is not the curse but it’s a price we pay for love
The bond between me and demon is like wind and fire
The weaker me started to assume that the darkness is his ally
The weaker me is getting comfort on the hands of demon
Demon is getting stronger day by day
The madness of demon is all over me
The weaker me realise that the darkness is just a lie
The weaker me struggles and confronts the demon
The weaker me knows if he wanted to perish the demon which is conquering his soul
He has to become one of them to defeat his enemy
By obtaining flames of darkness
And make the stairs with his fear and look into the eyes of demon and say
Did you know that my blood is black???

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