consumed by the pain

Pain

It feels like a knife cutting deep in your back.

It feels like a huge betrayal from your closet friend.

I feels as if you can't breathe, as if you are desperately begging for that last ounce of life.

Of Comfort

I stand here alone thinking of this sickenly depressing thought.

....."how would i tell them?" I whispered to myself.

"Honestly, they would be fine."

"It's just me"

"no one would miss me, no one would care," I whimpered.

I Am All Alone

I look at the too small mirror in front of me, shaming myself.

I look away quickly afraid i'll see them.

The Monsters

We all have them.

The monsters inside us.

Some are sleeping deep inside, but others are banging and clawing to be let out.

That's Me

One tear slips down my cheek, I madly wipe it away.

This is my doing!

The whispers inside are getting louder, I have caused it all.

They've become so unbearable, so heartwrenchingly horrific that I have no choice but to end it.

I shake violently back and forth.

I grab the only thing that will calm them, yet comfort me.

I feel so much pain.

I relesh in it.

Glad now that the whispers have stopped.

I smile victorously as I feel I have control.

Sinking down to my knees i pray.

NO!.....Not pray.

Im sick of praying....

I'm not saved, I am damned.

And I am still alone.

The monsters are close, the blade in my hand did no satasfaction to my needs.

I Try Again

I hear their nasty threats and their evil roars.

Now I'm gone.

They've found me.

Now I am lost, They've escaped.

They have now taken over.