Demons of darkness

13 2 0
                                    

She stood on the bridge
in silence and fear,
for the demons of darkness
had driven her here.
They cut her heart
right out of her chest,
making her believe
that the demons knew best,
they were always there
sometimes just out of sight.
Waiting in the background
till the time was right,
these demons were destructive
knocking down the life she knew
hating everything about her
she hated herself too.
These demons can't be seen,
but they're far from fairy tales
they live inside your mind.
Their evilness prevails,
so on the bridge she stood
about to end the fight,
then she stopped and thought
I'll fight them one more night.

Poetry On Life Experiences Where stories live. Discover now