Can't see <br />Blinded, forced to look away <br />though the feeling of knowing <br />knowing they're watching you <br />watching, waiting <br />pulling your past from you <br />crawling around inside of you <br /> <br />wanting to run and hide <br />to turn and see <br />the face of the demons <br />that are constantly watching you <br />you can't stand it <br />but they pull you down... <br />down... <br />down...<br /><br />jess schwarcz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-eyes-of-the-demon/
