Life is death
Death is me
But what am I?
Who am I?
A demon trapped inside
Sleep is for the weak
A creature freed in sleep
Demon of the sand
What is existence?
Exist to kill
I am death
Stained with blood
Hunted caught in sand
That which crushes all
It speaks to me
You are my prey!
Child of the sand
Love from no-one
Hate from all
Protected by evil
Only love from self
Lies from those close
Never really cared
Most powerful of all
Gaara of the sand
A.N. this poem is more based on a stream of thought
Than on anything like rhythm or rhyme. Though, I did try to keep them relatively the same length, line number and all that. I'm sure you hated this poem but a review would be nice, even a flame. Better poems will be posted. Maybe. If I get enough reviews.
