The Demons Inside

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Every has their monsters. The creatures that lurk in the dark and follow you wherever you go.

Some are tucked in the deepest corners of your mind, hiding within you, rooted so you can't get rid of them no matter how much you cry and scream. Little voices, taunting you, hating you. Calling you ugly, worthless, pitiful. Weak. You try to ignore it, hoping it will fade, but it never goes away. It feeds on your pain like a parasite. It chews away your pride, your confidence, your strength. It eats away at you till you are nothing but a shell plagued by insanity.

Others are tangible. You can feel their hot breath lingering on the back of your neck, making the little hairs at the nape stand on end. Their eyes follow you, scrutinizing. You can't escape them no matter how far you run. And even if they do go away, like a rapist goes to jail or an abusive parent dies of cancer, their memories haunt you. You still look over your shoulder and at the dark corners of your bedroom at night, fearing they're departure was only a dream, waiting for them to reappear and laugh. Say "You really thought I was gone? Ha! You'll never get away from me." They still play part in your nightmares, clawing at your ears with hostile words.

It never ends.

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