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.