Demons lie, cry, deny throughout the night.
Cramming and damning what we know as light.
Eyes met in desperation – in fright
running, gunning, done in Flight.
Press down hard distress, suppress
all into a ball of Fine Mess.
Corrosion, erosion, explosion reveal
secrets kept and left in Seal.
Terror due, ensue the fool,
No win, akin to the sin pool.
Thus life becomes scarier than death in mere moments of time,
Thus life becomes scarier than death in deadly rhyme.