Dark Forces

[jdguyb]

I feel the dark forces consuming me.
I must fight them away,
because it is evil that they decree
against my natural sway.

I draw my sword,
and prepare to strike.
Not a word, not a word,
this is not a debate but a fight.

I stab furiously at the darkness
and it feels the pain.
I hope I don't get too restless,
because it may go to my brain.

What do you do when your all alone?
At least that's how it feels.
If only I could call someone on the phone.

But my sword tastes demon blood.
No mercy, no remorse
I hope they don't cause a flood.
I'll let my sword run its course.

I taste victory after hours.
How much time has really gone by?
Maybe I'll pick a victory flower,
for my love on the fly.