Lingering Demons

Something lingering haunts my every thought,
It stalks me as if it is my shadow,
Following my every movement, even to the fields were I have fought,
Every memory it consumes, drags me even further down below,
I find myself surrounded by demons,
A dark and gloomy feeling is approaching,
As they try and take me with their legions,
They enter my mind, illegally encroaching,
Trapped for eternity in the devil’s grasp,
A man is forever condemned in a mask,
As I lay stricken suffering the gasp,
I realize I have accomplished my task,
So it is here that I shall meet my end,
If this is what he, the one god, intend.