A million stars brought to life at the setting of the sun <br />The moon takes her righteous place now that the day is done <br />Awakened to this dreadful night as the demons stir again <br />Scratching and clawing their way out to lead me to my sin <br />Memories burned upon my flesh of horrid faces and rancid breath <br />With every touch my soul is lost and begging for it's death<br /><br />Natasha Bolling<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tortured/
