I've been acting so heartless
Can I ask you to kill off certain parts of yourself?
Of your soul?
We all have our demons
Unlike you
I don't let mine go hungry
They fuel this fire
This burning desire
You'll never be rid of me
I'm the demon you can't let go
I'm the monster under your bed
The ghost in your walls
The one in your head
When you're asleep in his bed
His arms don't feel like home
Your curves don't quite hug together
You're forcing puzzle pieces in
It'll never fit
It won't be a complete piece
Without me
You'll never be freeYou've been acting so compassionate
You've asked me to fix up certain parts of myself
Of my spirit
I have an angel
Just like you
I let mine starve
She extinguished all the flames
A chilling distaste
She's already rid of me
She's the angel I can't hold on to
The guardian beside me
The spirit in my home
She's the one in my heart
When I'm asleep alone in my bed
Her arms felt like home
Our curves seemed to blend
A puzzle piece that perfectly fits
Nothing needed to be forced
It all fit
Looking back it's still complete
Even without you
I know that I'm free
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I try to look up to the stars when I feel lost, and I am very lost
PoetryA collection of mostly sad poems Most of these are raw and unrefined One take or they don't make the grade Usually birthed after 2am