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Demons Apr 2021
his voice has always had this reassurance to it.

not the kind of reassurance you'd get from a friend, parent or sibling.

it's the reassurance that you hang on to.

the kind you'd think about five years from now.

the kind that keeps you up at night from the butterflies his words created.

it's reassuring.

and it's all i need, all that anyone really needs.

life would be simpler if we could all understand that.
2:04 venting on a school night. Just had to get it off of my chest
Demons Jul 2018
Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes.
Demons Sep 2018
Today is my birthday
In which I was born 15 years ago.
Happy? I am not.
Do I know why? No.
Demons Jan 2019
I looked into her sparkling eyes.
All I could do was whisper,
“Sometimes, silence is the loudest noise...”
Demons Oct 2020
nothing makes me sadder than my own head.
Demons Nov 2018
I wish I never had to bare the scars that I have today...
But they’re what make me.
Demons Dec 2018
My breath hitched as I let go of her hand.

I let her go.
She looked back and all I could do is walk away.
...she didn’t care.
She never did.

And guess whose fault it is to think she did?
Demons Aug 2018
I asked her if she believed in love, and she just smiled and said that it was her most elaborate method of self-harm
Demons Jan 2019
We used to talk all night.
And now we barely even look at each other.
Demons Nov 2018
I feel like a wasted soul.
A hologram of skin and bones.
Demons Jul 2018
I’m not entirely sure on how to start,
Other than I have depression,
I feel like I’m falling apart...
This isn’t exactly how I wanted it to be,
But we don’t always get want we want,
I’m just trying to let you know, let you see.
I’m always shrugging my shoulders,
I can’t seem to really get used to it?
But I’m not getting any bolder.
It’s like drowning,
Chained to a rock, i’m Sinking.
I can’t stop, i’m Always thinking.
Crying out of nowhere is fun as well,
It makes me wanna give up my soul,
Literally feels like I’m living in hell.
I don’t ever really talk about it,
No one really... cares?
I don’t know how anyone feels about it...
I just sorta... sit in this silence.
Waiting for this weight to go away.
I don’t like it down here,
I don’t wanna stay.
But I gotta, because i’m Chained.
My mind is insane, constantly strained.
I just wanna go back into your arms,
Where I feel at home.
That way... I can feel some sort of comfort.
I know this is probably not the best poem to explain how I feel,
But it’s the best I could do, I finally broke the seal...
I had to talk about it...
Demons Sep 2018
It
Honestly
Is just this blur
That you can’t control
And trying your best isn’t
really going to help you in the
Long run, but if I could just
Show you that I really,
Really care for you
I’d stop these
Tears.
Demons Jun 2018
When I’m 18, I’m moving out.
Away from this home, Without a doubt.

It drives me insane, unable to be who I want to be.
Controlling my life, keeping me from my dreams.

When I’m 18, I’m going away.
Away from this home, I don’t want to stay.

It’s not that I’m in danger, I just want to leave.
Start up my life, I want clean air to breathe.

When I’m 18.
I’m going away.
Away from this home...
That has made me astray.
Kept me for years,
I’ve shed so many tears.
I just wish to leave,
And that’s all I believe.

For when i’m 18.
I’m finally going away.
This is sorta how I feel at them moment and I’m hyped to go through the rest of high school and start up my life. I really wanna be myself and just get out into the world. I know it’s hard and it’s not what it seems, but I suppose I want to experience everything as soon as possible and get a head start. I can’t wait to be 18.
Demons Jul 2018
I can’t help but remember the night where everything ended.

The make up running down your face.
The clocking stating that it’s 2 AM.

The door of my cheap apartment room closing as I watched you left.

It’s 2 years later and I’m still in the same apartment room.
Instead of me remembering,
I drink and I forget.

But I slowly begin to realize.
That everything...
S t a r t s

To go

b
     l

ur

      ry

And I can’t seem to put the pieces back together.
I wake up and it’s all bleak.
It hits me like shattered glass.
It comes in fragments.

But I’m okay with this.

Because I remember the night it all ended.

Your makeup running down your face.
The clock stating that it’s 2 AM.

You leaving my cheap apartment.
And me staying there.
Just to stay.
And think.
And believe.
And hope.
That someday.
You would finally come home.
Demons Sep 2018
Who would’ve guessed,
The Nerd sitting by you failed their Test.
Who would’ve guessed,
The Emo in the back passed that Test.
Who would’ve known,
The Nerd sitting by you had sinful thoughts.
Who would’ve known,
The Emo in the back had no scars to bare.
Who would’ve Guessed,
The Nerd sitting by you wanted to die.
Who would’ve Guessed,
The Emo in the back threw away his razors.
Who would’ve known what went through that Nerd’s Head.
Who would’ve Known what the Emo felt.
When everyone
Expected
Him to
Do it
1st.
Just to clear it up in the stereotypes.
Demons Jan 2019
maybe my real problem is that when I’m lost,
I look for you and not myself.
Demons Jul 2018
My
         Head

   Constantly
Spins
       When
  I’m
Thinking
Of

You.
;(
Demons Oct 2018
“I love how you have to prove yourself.”

“I want people to know that it doesn’t matter who you are.
You don’t have to be a somebody in order to be great.”
Just a little conversation I had.
I just.. I needed to post it.
Demons Oct 2018
You inject my veins with your love.
And
Make a fool out of me.
You’re addictive,
And i’m the submissive..
You’re a plague babygirl...
And I love it.
Abusive Relationship Poem.
Demons Jun 2019
I stood there and watched you.

Your smile lit up the whole room,
I didn’t expect to fall so soon.

— The End —