From the pits of hell, I see
Disaster headed my way and a friend
That is too in love to think of me
I see the demon, I see my end
My legs cannot take me far
But god, please do not make me have to spar
So the hellhound at my heels
Does not render me hellbound, please
The friend who has been lost
Does not listen when I shout
In fear, out of safety, I am run out
Don’t fall in love with the devil’s brethren – this is the terrible cost.
– keep your demon dog the hell away from me (J.S)
(for @fwyw , the owner of the demon dog who chased me all the way out of her house last year and traumatised me for life)















