I smell the Demon's sweet stench.
It"s a luring scent.
Pounding at my
Soul, to open its doors.
Leaving pockets of evil in forms of
Sores.
He grasps my mind firmly in his
Hands,
Forcing my love to 
Disband.
He controls the essence of what I do.
Things unspoken of.
He wants me to kill you.