Devil interrupted

I thought I saw the light…

But it flickered,

And it bled away.

The quiet broke me before I even knew it…

And the shadow laughed.

A moment of peace…

Slipped through my fingers like smoke.

I reached for it, tried to hold it,

But my hands were tied by all the pain I’ve stoked.

The world felt still, just for a breath…

Then chaos crashed back in.

Every promise I made…

Every lie I swallowed…

They come back to me now, louder than before.

I tried to be whole.

I tried to be real.

But the cracks ran deeper than I could feel.

Every heartbeat reminds me…

I am fractured.

I am haunted.

I am… interrupted.

The devil strikes between the silence and sound,

Pulls me down, won’t let me stand my ground.

I find a second of clarity…

But it slips, it breaks, it’s gone.

I’m caught between who I am and what I fear,

The devil’s whisper loud, yet only I can hear.

Interrupted… always interrupted…

I try to scream but I’m muffled, corrupted.

Shadows move with every blink,

Mock me softly, then disappear.

The mirror shows me someone I almost trusted,

Someone I can’t recognize.

My thoughts fracture faster than I can follow,

Each one a dagger in the hollow of my mind.

I stumble, I falter, I fall into the void,

Only to find the devil waiting… patient, poised, annoyed.

I am almost free…

I am almost clear…

But almost isn’t enough…

Every pause is a trap…

Every breath, a battlefield…

I am the war…

I am the wound…

I am… interrupted.

The devil strikes between the silence and sound,

Pulls me down, won’t let me stand my ground.

I find a second of clarity…

But it slips, it breaks, it’s gone.

I’m caught between who I am and what I fear,

The devil’s whisper loud, yet only I can hear.

Interrupted… always interrupted…

I try to scream but I’m muffled, corrupted.

And when the silence returns,

I feel the devil watch me still…

Waiting…

Knowing…

That my peace was never mine.

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