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Jun 2017
I tried everything to silence the monsters that are in control.
Unspeakable methods
just to save my soul.

Attempted drowning them with every bottle I could find.
Till the alcohol completely flooded my mind.
I passed countless ladies through my bed.
Praying their moans would quiet the voices in my head.
Late nights spent numb and floating endlessly from the narcotics.
Out of reach from the monsters before I turned psychotic.

My intentions were honorable
but my design ******* unforgivable.

Endless hours trying to put my monsters in a grave.
I became the devil and now these demons are my slaves.
Branden Youngs
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Branden Youngs  Sad City, WA
(Sad City, WA)   
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