I live with a million ghosts, a million regrets, and a million eyes that watch me when the lights flicker out at night.
Every evening, when the sun fades into darkness, and the stars are chocked by red skies, I go to bed and dream.
My demons haunt me from dusk to dawn, from twilight to morning.
Every soul I ever sent to heaven or hell wanders through my nightmares, creeps into my room, slips under the door, through the cracks and pounds in my ears.
Remember me? Remember my eyes when I died? Still think you're everything?
I slash out in my mind. I stab them with an imaginary sword.
But for every demon that dies, another one grows.
And every time I bleed...
It's just feeding them.
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A/N: Check out the song "Demons Die" by Second Person. I got the inspiration for this from the lyrics.
Oh, and I highly doubt Dark Ace actually feels that way, but I can dream.