Demons, acrostic poetry

I recently finished a…. fun, little acrostic poem. This is what happens when you ask a friend for a random word to make acrostic out of….


D estroying the thing you once held dear,

E very moment they appear, your step wavers,

M aking you grow doubtful with every one,

O h, you wished knowledge could be spared, but it feasts on sanity,

N ever relenting, until the day you die,

S o conquer them, make your demons hide.


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