There's a monster in my head
Wishing I were dead
There's a demon in my soul
Sharing the secrets he stole
They're tearing me apart
With every punch of my heart
I don't like what they say
When I talk to them everyday
They tell me no one cares
And they laugh at my prayers
They tear at my skin
Shout at me to be thin
They send tears down my cheeks
Weeks after weeks
Make me skip dinner
They say that's the winner
First we fight
Then it's night
I thought they lied
But now I'm on their side
The demons want me dead
Along with the monsters in my head
They promised not to tell
Dying is better than this living hell
I thought the demons killed me
How wrong could I be
I killed myself
With the gun on my shelf
I let the demons in
That was a great sin
Or the monsters in your head
Because you'll be surely dead.
YOU ARE READING
Are you still laughing? (Book 2)
PoetryBut I always thought you'd come back (All disclaimers in the bar above :))