.she sits alone in the dark
.where her shadows live on
.her demons arise from the grounds under her
and they try so hard to pull her under
..but she fights back with little strength thats left
..kicking and screaming
..she says words that seem pure to the demons
and they leave her be for the time being
...she grabs that faithful knife
...pulling up her sleeve
...there it is
...its her heart on her sleeve
and there's the knife slicing it away
....her blood flows continuously
....cringing in her hateful pain
....speaking all the words that she never spoke
and then lays upon the floor for the demons to take her.
.....All that she wanted,
was someone not to hurt her
.....All that she dreamed about
was to wake and not have this problem
.....All that would make her happy is if she wasn't so vulnerable for the taking
