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Oct 2018
I wake up, I look in the mirror and I see someone that I don't want to see. I see the devil that hunts my head and that hunts in my mirror. He tells me these thing that I don't want to believe, but I do. I try to close my eyes and tell myself its not real, but when I open them there he is.

I try to tell him go away, but he won't he makes me feel sad and he makes me want to yell and scream and cry.

My life is a horror show that never ends.

I hate him, but he doesn't hate me.

He say he is my friend, but I don't want to be friends.

He says "this is your life now"

But I don't want it to be.

And his words were " to bad your stuck with me"
My life is a horor show that never ends
No body
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No body  17/F/WI
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