These bones won't hold you. Your neck won't hold your heavy head up, full of thoughts. Don't question the words that flow through your head. Dark. Deep wonder. Spinning mind and dots before your eyes. Don't speak.
Don't speak.
Murky black shadows retract to show a twisting demon, scowling and staring at you, never fading never leaving. Never giving you peace.
Dark deep wonder.
Their teeth are yellowed with time and their thin lips pulled back by clips. Pinned back in a never ending forced smile.
You walk a road lined with smiling faces, yet you feel horrible. Everyone breathing and your throat in water. Truth falls from to lips but a demon calls it lies. The demon is always there, concealing themselves when other walk through their trap, never catching them, for their trap is only for you. They bring you gifts and when you touch it pins sink into your hand. Pins are pulled out, scraping as hard as they can. Never uttering a word of truth. Or maybe they are. Maybe they're right.
Fifteen
Sixteen
Seventeen
Eighteen
A door will open, but I must gather enough to be able to bolt out, I doubt I will be able.
I can't wait that long though.
Their arms reaching for my mind. And yet they say I lie, i wish I could open that for sooner - I can. But it'll hurt. No one will notice, everyone will go on. They say we moved so we could have more freedom, to go where ever we want without a car. Yet they lock the door and shout that I'm not allowed out.
They say I don't study. I wonder why. My mind doesn't work when they keep yelling. Everyday taking a toll, walking over that bridge, looking into the water. Each day convincing myself I have something to live for. Lies.
Smiling demon. Nice demon. Happy demon.
Smiling family. Nice family. Happy family.
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Portals To Another World
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