Deamon Blood

by moonlit hate

its a poem from inu's point of view (if he could write a poem at least)

Deamon Blood
Its there
Waiting for the choice moment
I can't control it
It has a strong hold on my mind
I forget everything
It only happens sometimes
When I'm on the verge of death
I forget everything
It surges to the surface
To save me maybe
No,
Not my deamon blood