Demons

by kevin Boundy AKA the ghost   Oct 4, 2008


I cut open my ribcage
Trying to set these demons free
These horrible evil demons
That dwell inside of me

They tell me I'm not good enough
And that I'll never be
They force me deeper and deeper
Into this never ending misery

They tear at my insides
They blacken my heart
Get these demons out
They are tearing me apart

They won't leave me alone
They whisper things into my head
Telling me nothing matters
Because I'm already dead

The worst thing about this is
These demons don't exist
And its still causing me
To slit my calloused wrists

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  • 16 years ago

    by trippetta TC

    Very graphic, the notion of someones inner demons ( or the spites of humanity) killing your light, but behind this is the intensity to become someone important or I don't think you'd be tormented so, good poem

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