Demons

Me, Myself, and I

As much as I want to hide,

I look at my demon.

I blame my pain on her,

Pretend she's someone else.

But my only real bully,

Has always been myself.

I look towards the angel,

For guidance and for heart.

She no longer is breathing,

A bloody work of art.

It hurts so much, 

I must open my eyes.

But all that I can realize, 

Is the old side me was an angel.

But she's dead now.

Never to return.

I'm replaced by a demon,

Now freedom is what I yearn.

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How did this happen?

What have I done?

My angel wings aren't flapping.

My demon side has won.

These creatures were never seperate.

They've always been here.

The one thing I regret.

Is hiding in the fear.

I've been torn apart,

bullied and harassed.

I want a new start.

I have to think fast.

These creatures aren't from,

The outside world.

I feel so dumb.

My life has unrolled

I blamed other people,

The real answer I did deny.

But all along the creatures of evil.

Were Me, Myself, and I.