M e r a k i

D e m o n s

❝Though her demons lay with her every night, they always find a way to crawl their way into her mind. The voices that they share is what she lives by, the way they dance on her skin, wrapped around like a magnet is her escape. They pet her like a mother would do, lets her find an opening to the dark hole they created, and then when she almost does they snatch her back and swallow her whole, bathing her in blood, keeping her caged — just like a little bird, who would never find it's freedom. Her mind is her own prison and her life, she drowns in it. She maybe breathing but she's barely surviving. Her demons though quite, are never silenced. They win, they always win.❞