intruder

intrusive thoughts, dark and grim whispering of a murderous whim. unwelcome visions, haunting dreams, a chilling dance of violent themes. a battle fought within the mind, against urges that are unkind. to silence the call of the dark, and keep at bay the devil's mark. but like a shadow they persist, lurking in the corners, they exist. a constant threat, a whispered fear, of actions that we dare not steer. so we push them down, deny their might, and strive to keep our spirits bright. for in the end, we must stay true, to the light within, shining through. intrusive thoughts may cme and go, but our true selves will always show. that love and kindness will prevail, and darkest thoughts will surely pale. so let us not be ruled by fear, but keep our conscience crystal clear. and know that in the end, we're strong to fight the battle, right the wrong.