I couldn't breathe. I saw the stars just out of reach.
I felt the touch of demonic pain you left inside me. It was dark my heart felt empty my emotions gone drained out of me with every drop of blood I shed thinking of you.
How can someone live when nearly every piece of them won't allow them to? I cried for you, and I would have died for you.
But that's what they wanted, and I refuse to satisfy the demons inside of me.
YOU ARE READING
Slam Poetry
PuisiI don't have a title yet for the poem but I wrote it during class and I feel it is very deep and an insight into my life, however you perceive it however you want. (:
