My demons are in touch with me and follow wherever I go.

My demons stalk my every  move I say they are my shadow.

They hide behind my back in direct sunlight and surround me in moonlight.

They taunt my dreams until it seems I am lost to their whim.

There is a part of me that won't give in although I've had to learn to swim in darkness.

I follow ripples of light to the surface and cherish every ounce of bliss I find.

And at all times I have to remind myself to be strong for there is a place where I still belong.

September 1888
Was when I had my date with fate.
Met a man so filled with hate,
Sometimes in life it pays to be late.
I worked the markets with goods to sell,
Sometimes I admit from grace I fell.
My goods made a profit, bought some ale,
Then back to square one, needed a sale.
Soon I only had me left to sell
in this rotten life now turned to hell.
Night time  at Spitalfields was no place to be,
Twas the place where fate put death with me.
Worked alone from dawn til dawn in fading light.
Found eternal rest under the stars goodnight.

Blue sky thinking,
Late night drinking,
Party swinging,
Glasses pinging,
Sensations tingling,
Blue sky thinking.

In the world we live

Of kindness unrefined,

My only insurmountable enemy

Is the vampire in my mind.