Since the site went down, this poem was lost, so I decided to repost it. I also re-edited it because it had a few mistakes (Undead_Lives, thanks for pointing those out). For those of you who haven't read it yet, it was originally about the badguy in a book I'm writing, but I've changed the story, so now it's just my view of what it might be like for someone to be possessed by a demon.
Possessed
No one knows the conflict within me.
On the surface, I am seen as a figure of power
Who can inflict fear within a man
With but a glance from my burning eyes,
Eyes that do not belong to me,
But to the monster inside of me.
Nightmares assault me every moment of my existence.
My tormented soul, trapped within my body but unable to control it,
Endures endless pain and agony
At the hands of he who destroyed everything that made me human.
Now my body houses another being from a darker world,
A being who forces me to destroy entire civilizations against my will.
Once my sword was wielded in the name of justice.
But now it is used to bring out this demon?s evil plans.
On that day that I allowed him to enter my body,
I became powerful enough to claim vengeance
On those who destroyed everything that I held close.
But because of my decision, I slowly lost my humanity
Until all that was left of who I once was
Is the tortured soul that watches as my body is used to fight what I once defended.
Though I claimed vengeance on my adversaries,
It was only so that a greater force would be created
To destroy the world that I once knew.
Because of my own selfishness,
I have become the very thing I thought I was fighting.
Possessed
No one knows the conflict within me.
On the surface, I am seen as a figure of power
Who can inflict fear within a man
With but a glance from my burning eyes,
Eyes that do not belong to me,
But to the monster inside of me.
Nightmares assault me every moment of my existence.
My tormented soul, trapped within my body but unable to control it,
Endures endless pain and agony
At the hands of he who destroyed everything that made me human.
Now my body houses another being from a darker world,
A being who forces me to destroy entire civilizations against my will.
Once my sword was wielded in the name of justice.
But now it is used to bring out this demon?s evil plans.
On that day that I allowed him to enter my body,
I became powerful enough to claim vengeance
On those who destroyed everything that I held close.
But because of my decision, I slowly lost my humanity
Until all that was left of who I once was
Is the tortured soul that watches as my body is used to fight what I once defended.
Though I claimed vengeance on my adversaries,
It was only so that a greater force would be created
To destroy the world that I once knew.
Because of my own selfishness,
I have become the very thing I thought I was fighting.
