Beware of My Darling Incubus

I always see him in the shadows at night.

When darkness comes as I sleep, I jump up in fright.

Pinned down against my will, helplessness is the moment I succumb.

To the entity consuming my body, I feel so numb.

In every touch I feel his hunger for lust.

Then he whispers in my ears proclaiming what is his, as he thrust.

I cry in pain as my body and soul burns into dust.

Come daybreak, I woke up and he was gone, leaving a piece of him in me as he must.

I now bare the child of a demon.