Demons Have Consumed Me

My mother told me,
When I was a baby,
The demons tried 2 get me,
My mother and father both had dreams
Of them trying to take me,
Even when they were awake,
They could feel the evil presents,
I would scream and cry,
If they try put me in my crib,
She told me they did not succeed,
Though you would still stare
At the evil death poster we had on our wall,
No matter where you were in the room
You would be captivated by that poster,
So they took it down,
And i say maybe they did succeed,
I feel the darkness consume me,
I can't fight it it's my destiny,
We shall see, what becomes of me,
Either way time will come,
We all die some day.