I have my own demons
Demons that do not care
Demons that think low of me
Demons that make me scared
I see then in the dark
I see their shadows
They are following me
I definitely know so
They suffocate me
Locking me in a box
They close the lid
Then they leave
They leave me there
Not wanting me breath
They want me to stop fighting back
And just let it be
You will never win they say
Just stop trying now
You will die really soon
You can stop crying now
Who cares about you
Your nothing
I say screw you
And then I take my last breath
Now I am up in heaven
Looking down upon them
Watching them chase another person
Now I have no more demons
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PoetryIf you have dream, reach for it If you have the chance, take it You only live one life Make it happen. Singer/Songwriter Author 9th grader Disclaimer: I write wicked poems about death and killing. I am not crazy I just think crazy. (That probably...
