Sta.sh
So many voices scream and shout,
Even in my dreams, and I start to doubt,
My reason for being here.
Every single fear,
That I developed is coming true,
And I cannot handle the truth.
I start to break down,
But I don't make a sound,
Except I'm screaming in the inside.
And this little girl locked away full of rage has no one to confide,
In. She's pounding against my chest,
But it's best,
To hide her from society.
She slowly and quietly,
Calms down......
Not suppose to make a sound.
Days later she shoots bullets through my heart,
Causing my breathing to increase and new scars.
I want to murder this little girl.
For over a decade she's tried to steal my world.
She's the demon beast that the holiest could not manage to release.
She'll never let me be free,
She'll always feed off of me,
And who I want to be.
Gradually I'll die and wither away,
Just so she won't stay.
But each day,
She grows bigger.
And I cannot figure,
Out her weakness.
But through out all of this,
I've found out how to sedate her.
It only took fourteen years.
She adores beautiful shades of red,
And lovely tints of dead.
But this kills me,
But at least she let's me be,
For the time being.
I lay dying,
Just to escape the inner me,
And be able to breathe.
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I wrote this in tech ed because rebel xD
