Helots of the Devil

I let helots of the devil into my childhood home

they made fun of me as I burned my memories in exchange for control

a sacrifice-

leaving the dark,

comes with a hefty price

now, consider this for a second.

are you willing to become?

are you really willing?

you don't have to.

when you enter the day, you won't feel the murderous ache that's so addicting

the second you accept it as your own

the second it turns from a situationship to a real relationship

that's when you'll regain control

yes, you love it.

you do.

the horrible, horrible effect of a horrible, horrible garth.

but it's yours. and you're still whole.