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My demons live inside of me
They occupy my thoughts
Locked away in my asylum
Trying to escape
In the dark
Surrounded by silence
They drag me to the edge
To the brink of my catastrophe
Trying to be heard
But I will never let them go
I wish I could write about pretty things,
But I have to tell you what the darkness brings.
You have to know,
The monsters that live below.
he's the loneliest boy
you have ever known
with no one dear
to call his own
those close to him
do no more than leave
the loneliest boy
you have ever seen

he's the loneliest boy
you could ever find
though with being lonely
there's no need to hide
with none of this
being of his will
he's the loneliest boy
still...

he plays the part
of lonely well
the loneliest boy
it's not hard to tell
out and about
yet still alone
the loneliest boy
you have ever known
I have read
the poem of your life
as I have lived
my own.

You are broken-hearted.
You are lonely.
You are defeated.
You are in despair.

So be it.

Embrace your pain.
Hold it close.
Surrender to it.

If you evade
your suffering,
you lose your chance
for joy.

Joy lives on
the other side
of suffering.

Wake up each day
and soldier on.

Show up for life.

That's all there is,
but it's a lot.

~mce
She stood near the rope
in silence and fear.
For the demons of darkness
had driven her here.

They shattered her soul
Ripped it out of her chest
Making her believe
That the demons knew best

They were always near
Sometimes just out of sight
Waiting in the shadows
Till the time was right

These demons were destructive
Knocking down the life she knew
Hating everything about her
She hated herself too

These demons are translucent
But they're far from fairy tales
They live inside your mind
Their evilness prevails
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