Who said I was alone,
my demons were with me;
Who said I had no one to talk to,
Lucifer did speak to me;
Who said I was always in a dark room,
I could see the spirit of evil;
Who said I was quite,
I was silently screaming from inside;
Who said I had empty eyes,
can't you see my broken pieces through them;
Who said I had nothing,
grief, pain and fear befriended me.
- she drawled on the realization of having something to hold on to, even if it was darkness (something is better than nothing).
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THE GIRL WHO SPOKE POETRY
PoesiaThe thing about pain is, it makes you question.. what makes you human? ____________ **Not cliche, I repeat, Not cliche, WARNING, not cliche**
