551. My Demons Come Out To Feast At Night Comments

Though appear to be very small in size......perhaps appearing or they appear. HOLY SHIT! ! ! another personal poem which speaks of an uncomfortable [to put it mildly] life. i HOPE it is not as bad [nor personal] as it sounds. your poems are somewhat gloomy but sparkling at the same time. bri :) need i say: to MyPoemList may your future be full of daffodils and dill pickles without end. but DON'T eat at the same meal, by friend.

Nice and well-articulated peice of poetry.I loved reading it.