Stupid Girl: Why do you return. You know he must think you're stalking. You probably paid that wannabe for his address and he kept shut this time. You must know his schedule too, maybe you blackmailed for that as well. Why else would you be there. Cause we know you really don't walk all that way to steal cherries.
Stupid Girl: You've gotten too into this. You've lost body heat. You're huddled by a lamp tying to hie your sobs and not get caught. You've been writing your sorry ass off for hours. Have you forgotten you're human, probably. You've had to train yourself that you weren't despite the physical fact, you're the a monster. Who could like you.
Look
At
You
This
Second.
Stupid Girl: Every time you calm down you get yourself riled up again. That book is gonna never get finished. All you have us some chicken scratch that was born at 2AM. You deserve this, why else would it be put to suffer forever grief.
YOU ARE READING
Broken Demons
PoetryHow do you manage when you're confined to be alone and your demons attack. No distractions no help. But those demons are broken, and all they can say is, stupid, stupid girl.
