Demons Poem by Joyce Rugg

On the pillow,
Between the sheets,
Under the blankets, lies a waiting demon
Around midnight, the madness begins
Freezing arms around her sending chills
Down her spine
Through her body
Over many hours, the torture continues
Behind her, a demonic mob
Before her betrayal and death
Above her, a constant cloud
Over her, Damacles's sword
Blocking her escape, an army
In her mind, chaos
Ice creeps
Up her body
Through her veins
Into her heart

Nameless and faceless,
Or all too clear
They stalk her every step
From one shadowy beast,
To the nearest monster
From their fangs, burning venom drips
Their voices whisper honeyed lies
Empty promises, impossible dreams
At last, she tears herself away
From the chilling grasp of Nyx
From the grip of one nightmare,
To another,
Reality