You didn't realize that it was a master of disguise <br />Who left you alone in the macabre nether world <br />Was he sold on your soul, or was it no bargain? <br />A tagless jerk suffering from solitude, you're spooked <br />Stagnant air carries the distant echo of weeping and wailing <br />An ignorant victim of mistaken compliance, you're in a twit <br />Looking for an emergency exit ain't that dead easy <br />You're losing your way in the maze-like foggy tunnels <br />And before long facing your hateful grinning guide <br />You're horrified to see that he's a dead ringer for you <br />He speaks in your own voice, breaking the sound barrier, <br />''To overcome daemonophobia we'll take a demented trip.''<br /><br />Aram Stefanian<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/daemonophobia/
