Demons live in people,
you never realise it.
The subtle effect they possess upon your heart.
Then they ( the demons) stab you in the back;
blood pools from the wound like a river. Their eyes glistening with an evil so malignant and their voice is honey-smooth,
hypnotising your very being into becoming a servant for their needs.
Sometimes they are the people that you knew,
alas not even they are immune to the demonic possession,
taking everything
they held dear.
