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Mar 2020
I’m dragged by the Devil
Holding back my tears
He’s killing me slowly
Drowning me in fear

Fear is the rope
Dangling around my neck
While he holds me
I can’t fight back

He is the stone
On my leg trying to swim
I can feel my lungs burn
As the water runs in

He is the salt
In my wounds as i slide
And how he’d yell
If I would have cried

He is the voice
That let my ears bleed
“You are so wrong”
Is what he screamed

He is a reminder
Of everything I do wrong
Hell is the place
Where I think I belong

He is the Joker
The Sinner and Satan
Incubating nightly
On his evil plan

I hate him but won’t
I love him but don’t
I’d **** him but can’t
I’d live but can’t stand

The Devil’s power
The everlasting pain
I’m done fighting for life
It’s not in my veins
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Lara
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Lara  17/F
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