Running and hiding
You try to get away
But how could you
The demon you are running from
Is within your own mind
Spinning and spinning
You loose all control
What will you do now?
The voice gets louder and louder
Every second feels like an eternity
Drawing a blade
You try to cut it out
The demon laughs at your fettle attempt
It's inside and won't ever come out
A prisoner within your own mind
With no way of escape
A puppet on strings
As the demon makes you quake
Time after time you try
But it doesn't go away
You finally figure out one way
Pulling the pistol out of the closet
You raise it to your temple
The cuts on your wrists still aching
Blood and tears run down your face
You pull the trigger
Down you go drifting away
No more pain
No more torture
YOU ARE READING
From My Mind To Yours
PuisiWARNING DO NOT READ IF YOU BECOME EASILY SAD These are depressing poems. I advise you to not read them if you are young or your heart strings can be easily pulled.
