How many parts of my personality
Too many to count
They fight and battle in my head
Just dying to get out
But I keep them in like a good little girl
So no one calls me a freak
But deep inside my little mind
They continue to speak
To get inside my brain
And lure men to my bed
To devour them whole
And again another soul
Because they are hungry for revenge
On this shitty world and its shitty people
So I let them out to play
When no one I know can see
The monsters inside of me
YOU ARE READING
A Book of Poems
PoetryJust some of the poems I've written. I figured I should post some to get some feedback. Thanks for reading :)
