Here's all the Pain you Caused.

Friends That Understand (poem)

FINE MUM I GET IT
IM NOT SICK ENOUGH
YEAH DAD I UNDERSTAND
IM JUST TOO YOUNG TO UNDERSTAND.

But damn dad I want help
"You don't need any"
DAD I NEED HELP
THERE ARE DEMONS THAT LIVE UNDER MY PALE AND BRUISED SKIN AND RIP ME APART FROM THE INSIDE. I CAN FEEL THEM CRAWLING THROUGH MY LUNGS AND BREAKING MY RIBS.
I CAN FEEL THEM CATCHING MY BREATH AND STOPING OXYGEN FROM FLOWING THROUGH MY BODY AND MAKING MY HEAD FEEL A LITTLE TOO DIZY. I CAN HEAR THEM DESCRIBING THE DELICATE DARK RED BLOOD IN ALL OF IT'S BEAUTY, I CAN HEAR THEM WHISPERING THAT IF I JUST CRACK A VEIN OR TWO I CAN SEE IT FOR MYSELF.
THEY SAY IT'S MUCH PRETTIER WHEN IT COMES IN FOUNTAINS.
THEY TELL ME THAT KNIVES AND BULLETS HURT LESS THAN YOUR WORDS.
THEY MAKE ME PUSH THE PEOPLE THAT LOVE ME AWAY, THEY MAKE ME FEEL LIKE IM INCAPABLE OF LOVE AND BEING LOVED. THEY TELL ME TO HURT YOU. THEY TELL ME THAT IF I HURT YOU FIRST YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO HURT ME.
IT'S SAFER THAT WAY.
I HAVE A FRAGILE HEART AND PEOPLE KEEP THROWING IT ON THE DAMN GROUND.
THESE DEMONS ON THE OTHER HAND,
THEY ARE HERE FOR ME
THEY COMFORT ME, THEY SHOW ME HOW TO CALM MYSELF DOWN,
THEY SPEAK THE TRUTH TO ME AND GIVE ME OPTIONS, SO MANY BEAUTIFUL OPTIONS.
But maybe dad, I don't need help after all.
Maybe they aren't demons
Just friends that understand.