The Impossible

Sometimes our demons win and we leave the ones we love behind to ease our own pain.

The impossible

There he stands
Shattered;
Pieces Fall to the ground.
They are knocking on his door to
Open.
He looks his demons in the eyes and
Speaks.
"You win."
The pieces on the ground.
The demons laugh.
The knocking stops.
He was no more.

(C)
~S.Lucas Lloyd~