battle

like water on rocks
dark and light clash
like rocks on sand
they try to destroy each other
like sand on concrete
they reach a standstill
like water on sand
there is a victor

cycle

water flows
in an endless cycle
until the end of time
like life and death

water

water like blood
blood like life
easily taken
easily lost

demon in the mist

your heart races
as you run
it gains on you
with every turn
your breath quickens
you know you cannot stop
but you are too tired to go on
it comes at you
from nowhere
you know you will die
you scream as a gash in your gut is made
a red puddle forms beneath you
your blood
your heart slows and your mind drifts
you were killed by it
a demon in the mist

life

the mist blocks your way
as you walk down the road
only in front but not behind
it leaves you with a choice
you can go back on the clear road
or travel forward into the unknown

ignorance

it seeps through you
shutting you down
first the heart
it becomes hard and cold
then the mind
it becomes cruel and merciless
then your arms and legs
chained and shackled
a poison with no cure
and no escape

pure and simple

laughter,
it sickens.
sunshine,
it burns.
smiles,
nauseating.
joy,
kills.