The demonic painting
“I” asked her why would she paint a demon?
She would just look at it and fumble:
“He is the one here to possess,
You are under his control,
You are no more to yourself,
You are the demon,
The demon is you,
Do you realize you are long dead,
Its started to rot and melt,
Few more brush strokes,
And this demon will crucify your identity.”
“I” was her inner self…