to the EMTs that brought me back, thank you.
When the dark has come, and the day has gone,
and the moon shines full, like a night time sun,
when good has died, and evil spawn,
then dream time comes, and I am reborn,
for its within my heart so burnt and bitter,
with the thoughts of what could have been,
and that witch was not, that lies my soul,
a lifeless mass, an empty void,
feared with mere thoughts and questions,
and in a web, spun of the fibres of ones mind,
lives Vapor, dream demon supreme,
so fear the darkness, and fear the night,
for I am the demon, embraced by the light,
and though the demons journey may have ended,
the mystery has just begun.
by mysteryed
Author’s Comments:
“the first time I tried to take my life, I hung myself, 2 EMTs brought me back, I was dead, my heart had stopped, they shocked me with the paddles, when i came to, I heard these words, I came to terms with what had happened to me when I was younger, and no longer blamed myself, the demon had died, or I should say, he was never really there, you see, I opened the door that let the 2 men in, and for 11 years I blamed myself, this was also the day I got my nickname, MR.E. or “mystery”.”