My demon calls to me,
through the endorphins, the ecstasy,
I try to run and hide,
though hallowed inside,
I feel the need,
and all I am is what I am meant to be;
My demon calls to me,
though I can feel euphoria,
my mind clear as rooms expand,
the network, the waves,
in an instant I disappear;
My demon calls to me,
my spirit, lost albeit free,
children from a dying breed,
life from a broken seed,
I am my demon,
me;
© ACStone