I always hoped they would forget me. I know they wouldn't. They wouldn't let me live happily. There is no happily ever after in my book. Forced to grow. Forced to hate. Forced to think. Is it all real, is it all a dream? What are words that can be said? Words mean nothing. You still won't understand. Use my voice make a choice. I made my choice. Awhile ago. A choice I regret but I don't wish it changed. I always hoped they let me go. They won't listen, they trapped me in a cage, I can't get out. I scream till screaming is worst than being quiet. Till my voice raws out, till my throat bleeds. Till I can't see anything and I'm crying on the floor, drinking my tears like I never drank before. Swallowing up myself. If I'm good they let me out for a minute, but bring me back in to torment me. All my screaming is useless. They had won. Nobody can hear me. They can't see this struggle. Only them. I can't pull out. They, they are my demons. The demons living inside my body.
