by 2725dlEnnis, Clare, Clare, Ireland
Mar 2013 657 Views 9 comments
DEMON....
They hear the Demons on the night,
That cuts right through their shadows.
Demons roll down from the darkest glen,
And dances in their meadows.
Demons dance round in circles small,
Then all rolls into one.
DEMON, lets out,
A mighty shout.
Your morning,
Shall not come.
They curl up under thier feather downs,
Saying prayer,
After prayer.
That when the morning light shines through,
Thier DEMON won't be there.
13/9/2009.
Liza Mc Beth.
That cuts right through their shadows.
Demons roll down from the darkest glen,
And dances in their meadows.
Demons dance round in circles small,
Then all rolls into one.
DEMON, lets out,
A mighty shout.
Your morning,
Shall not come.
They curl up under thier feather downs,
Saying prayer,
After prayer.
That when the morning light shines through,
Thier DEMON won't be there.
13/9/2009.
Liza Mc Beth.
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Posted: Mar 2013
About this poem:
This poem is about heroin user's....The stiring and making the fix....
Circulation through thier bodies....
Then praying for to give it up....
HEROIN.....
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Comments (9)
Bless the soul's that have the battle, for it is everyones next door neighbour now....
Thanks MM