The monster in my head is whispering,
The demons in my skin are restless.
Tears are burning
And no one is noticing
My hands are shaking.
The monster is screaming...
Terrible things...
"you're worthless "
"You're unwanted"
"give up... "
When it's dark and the monster is speaking,
I remember two words.
Stay holy
But the demons are restless
They claw their way to the surface
They claw at my skin
Ripping and tearing
My tears are spilling
My heart is aching
A stranger holds my hand with blind eyes
My monster screams louder
I chant
Stay holy
Stay holy
Stay within sanity
Stay in the light
But now the shadows are talking
Stay holy
The monster is screaming
Stay holy
The demons are restless
Stay holy
The pain is numbing
Stay holy
The cuts are bleeding
Stay holy
I'm drowning
Stay holy
Everything is quite
And I realise
This is as holy as I get
YOU ARE READING
Scaps Of Paper
PoetryThis is a small collection of poetry that I myself have written It's nothing more than word vomit Splattered on scraps of paper
