''Did they actually help you?'', my demons inhaled their rage as their miffed red eyes glowed at me desperate to hear a 'no' as the answer
but...
''Yes, they did'', is all they heard.
I kept going,
''The world isn't as cruel as you thought it would be, there is still light in this dark world''.
They all stared at me endlessly before bursting with laughter and mocking me.
''You think there is still light! You're such a hopeless little gal!''
They continued to mock me as I made my way to exit but I was harshly pulled back to my demons that circled my head
Back to the reality of being trapped in your own head.
''Why don't you just kill yourself already.''
It was no question.
And I did kill myself for I am hopeless without Him...
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Beautiful Scars
PoesiaA series of broken people. ... A collection of words that threatened to be written. ... #1 in originalpoetry [25.01.2020] Readers discretion is advised All rights reserved©️2020