Author's Note: I'm apologizing in advance for the language used...
"You'll never be perfect,
You disgusting ugly whore,
Why would anyone like you,
You ratchet little freak",
Those are the things the demons say,
"You're only running from yourself",
That's what everyone tells me,
They don't understand,
I'm running from the demons that have taken over my mind,
"You deserve to die,
You'll never be normal,
You'll never be pretty,
You'll never be smart,
You'll never compare",
The demons may someday be the death of me,
They're always there,
Pointing out the flaws in my life,
Reminding me constantly that I'm me,
And that being me is a terrible thing,
I'm always at their mercy,
Weak and helpless,
I have those moments when I can be strong,
But usually I am weak,
Unable to shut them out,
Their whispers turn to screams,
"The answer is simple,
Just end it all,
It doesn't take much",
Now they've got me thinking,
"Why do I even try,
Is this even worth it",
They have destroyed my mind,
They have changed the way I think.
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It's OK Not to Be OK
PoetryWARNING: THE WRITING IN THIS BOOK IS COMPLETELY PATHETIC! oh, and possibly triggering.