I once would sit upon my bed with thoughts
of sweet girls running through my muddled head.
But now I've found myself so clearly caught
in something more significant instead.
I think of her through all my waking hours
and dream of her when I lay down to sleep.
I try to do everything in my power
to make sure I'm the one who she will keep.
I run to do her slightest mentioned whims,
and give her everything I think she'd want.
Yet somehow none of this can bring a grin.
Remaining demons, still inside her, haunt.
Somehow I must find out how I can free
her from their clutches and bring her to me.