Home Alone

Home alone,
when my demon show itself.
It’s manipulating with my emotions,
pushing my very limits.

Home alone,
The demon is the master.
I am its favorite toy,
I am the puppet.

Home alone,
my inner demon wants pain.
It want to see blood,
it need to feed.

Home alone,
I need to be strong.
I must refuse the demand,
I suffer even more.

Home alone,
my demon has almost won.
My mind starts the torture,
forever locked in war.