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May 2018
self harm…… I didn’t know what it was until fifth grade
i was oblivious to the demons that haunted people
i was so oblivious to the demons that would soon haunt me

i never believed in ghosts i thought that stuff was stupid
ghosts aren’t dead people that follow you everywhere
ghosts are memories long forgotten and long suppressed
  
i write every night in an attempt to cast out my ghosts
if i remember and accept then they have nothing left to cling to
but now they just cling to the aftermath of my pain

demons that feed on pain chase me
ghost that destroy  my sanity
monsters from my closet haunt me and when they catch me
I SCREAM!
broken poet
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broken poet  15/Cisgender Female/searching for my STAR
(15/Cisgender Female/searching for my STAR)   
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