The Demon from My Dreams

"The Demon from My Dreams"

I see him everywhere now, the demon from my dreams. 

Its not always real or perhaps 

its what it would have me believe 

leaving me to ponder the course of his will 

beyond the confines my wonder. 

Reality it seems has abandoned me; 

for all that is 

feels a blur 

and from the corner 

his searing red eyes are fixed upon my torture and pain. 

Alas, for he and I know 

I can feel the pain no longer 

but only that of 

the horrible emptiness of the void. 

The mind 

was never meant to find the vastness of hell 

or that of beyond, 

never meant to linger about 

on the edges of madness 

there at the cliff of all sanity 

to tumble over far beyond the lines in our mind 

to fall and find the demons of the void 

to be real. 

I fear the cracks are beyond repair 

and hell has found me 

but perhaps 

it is what will bring me back. 

The dreams have blended into reality 

and the horror of hell sits in the room with me 

waiting for me to take the tumble. 

I have failed in my madness 

to find the edges 

and perhaps that will cost me more than my soul. 

I think however, 

the infinite void 

is far worse than all the horrors of hell 

and now begin the talks 

with the demon of my dreams 

to perhaps find any kind of salvation 
from the torture before me.

-Armando Torres