All my problems and weaknesses.
 Anti-Demonize themselves
 In a space between me and myself
 With their persistent nagging
 Flattering myself and my ego!
 When a chained myself
 Starts praising the subtle symmetry
 Of the never existent chain
 I sleep into the interwoven tales of my past and fantasy
 Where evil never fights the good
 As  these dreams were born before we humans did
 Later I cease to exist and everything around
 Turns into a mirage of reality
 Evn these words are never thought,
 All kept somewhere in a sequence
 To drip drop by drop
 Awake walking among you,is this myself
 Unaware of the evil or existence
 -kris