it started slow at first;
her eyes got a litter darker
her heart a litter heavier
she didn't sleep
for the demon haunted her when she did
it crawled through her
tearing through her and blocking others
the wall that was impentrable
it started at in her head
until finally the demon reached the heart
and talked to it putting it under its spell
it was created by the horror of humans
it is now invincible
it is the whispered screams of your demon angles
in the end you were your own horror
she wanted to stop it
the only problem is that she realized it too late
she was now it
it was now her
YOU ARE READING
poems of a deranged girl
Short Storyjust a couple poems that i come up with. i know there not that good but :)
