Why is she always laughing?
Laughing at others suffering
Mangled, bloody
Laughing at me as I study
Maniacally
Demonically
Why?
She laughs while I cry
She is the demon inside
The one that I cannot confide
The demon who is I could be
Maybe someday I will be
Ghostly
Evil mostly
Bloody knives are scattered at her feet
Of all the people she beat
Dried blood coats her hands
As she obey's the inside commands
A/N: This is a hallucination/nightmare I've been having... No idea where this came from...
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Inner Silence
PoetryThe inner silence is always there. Waiting. watching. recording. Recording the chaos and misery of my existence. A collection of depressing poems of my life.
