The burning under my skin,

a fire clawing out of my body.

I hear the tortured souls cry

as they are slowly burned.

The demons hide in the shadows,

waiting for me to sleep.

The moment I close my eyes,

they will take me too.

But there is one way to hide. 

I pick up a cool razor,

and smile like it is an old friend. 

I make a perfect slice

to release the fire burning inside. 

The demons feed on my blood,

too distracted to take me away. 

I am safe for now. 

But not for long.