Demon

There’s a demon inside you.
Controls what you do and say.
Sorry won’t make me come back.
To much have happened that has made what I am today.
I smile yet I feel as if I am frowning.
I laugh, although I feel as if I’m weeping.
To see me frown and weep would only make things worse.
A demon or not I will not be fooled no more.
Words from you are like the reaper saying you’re going to live forever.
Creatures might control you, but not me!
You cleanse yourself as if it will make things better.
There’s a demon inside you that I refuse to love.
A shove is what you’ll suffer from me when you fall into your pitiful life of lust, lies, and rage.