Evil Looming Presence

I can't see
But I feel a presence
Smothering me while I sleep
I cannot move
I am made of stone
I would feel better if I were awake
But I am stuck in between
I would make a deal with the
Angel of Death to be free
Or to have my soul ripped out by skeletons
Am I dying?
Is this my grave?
Is my demon
Keeping me safe?



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