What demon lurks unseen but felt
What battle do you face?
Is it lost before the sword is drawn?
Cling to hope that slips like sand though trembling fingers
Empty comfort, held close
Screaming insanity clutters logic
Fear the sun not knowing what the light will bring
Fight with the possibilities pounding in your head
The unknown looms like a mountain
While knowing may bring no relief
And you wait...
Posted by Red