The Demons Inside

There I was -- Sitting on my bed
Listening to all the sounds in my head
I fell back onto my pillow
Thinking how I'm my own killer

I open my eyes to see
See the girl who resembles me
She's smiling wide
Knowing she's the demons that live inside

The girl points to the knife
She says; "Get ready to slice and dice"
I bring the knife across my skin
That's leaving me not wanting to live

I open my eyes to see the girl
To my surprise she does a little twirl
Now she becomes looking evil
Instead of resembling me, she reminds me of the devil

She smiles and waves
Disappearing in space
I'm surprised she's keeping me alive
She is the demon that lives inside

Reviews

[Justine]

wow - this is realistic and raw. I like the vivid descriptors you use to really hook the reader in. I think we all have "demons" of one sort or another inside of us. Managing them or even eradicating them is so very hard that sometimes we learn to live with them so well, that we forget they're there. Nice writing, Justine

[Becca C.]

thank you(: