My entity has two shadows
From dusk to dawn, I flicker it on and off
Don’t know what is real anymore
Naught but what I hid beneath
My world is being torn apart
A word, a sachet, and an inch is the measure
It’s dark and haunted by the demons
Demons of my own blood
Even though I hold all their is to universe
I still feel small and insignificant
So the demons define me
Let them define my demise
How can I blame them
They are all so innocent
Acting on life itself
And life is selfishness
That is why God is sacrifice
But good to a merchant is his profit
To the sick his health
So is God selfishness?
