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       The Inner Demons
       By: Doshtaroth Date: August 21, 2019, 11:02 am
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       I sit down here in my own dark corner
       knees to my chest, hands over my head.
       the screams i scream are silent
       I feel so unheard, so alone in this silent but deadly despair.
       Theres no-one around
       no one can find me
       no one can reach me.
       I am a prisoner to these darken walls
       A prisoner to the darken confides of the corner.
       If i stand, If i try to leave
       The hands of evil only reach out and force me back.
       I can fight, I can kick, and I can scream
       but their to strong to let me go and I can never break free.
       The voices in my head tell me not to fight against what is real.
       Theres nothing I can do
       I am too weak to walk from the pain caused by you.
       No matter where I go,
       I will always be your prisoner.
       The voices in my head tell me to stop, just stop.
       Give it up
       I am only going to hurt myself more then what I already have.
       The salt in my wounds will only make the pain worse each time I
       fight back.
       So Here I sit
       Shrouded in your darkness
       like a lost hopeless, helpless child.
       Keeping my head lowered
       afraid to face the evil awaiting for me.
       But each time I lift my head,
       there it is staring at me through the reflections of the mirror.
       The darken blood shot eyes a reminder of the pain, the hurt, the
       anger, and the hatred
       I allow to boil from deep within.
       I know i can end it with just a bullet or a knife
       But I also know there is no end to the evil the resides
       In the darkness of our lives
       For evil triumphs over all things good and bad.
       I know to keep myself where I am
       Because there is no escaping the reality I live.
       There is no easy way out
       Even through death itself
       Evil will still follow
       And Haunt me for sure.
       In the after life
       Will I be a stronger and better person to fight and win against
       the evil?
       I wonder this from time to time.
       But If I can't be strong enough now to face my own demons
       How can I be strong enough to do so in the after life?
       The voices in my head
       I battle with daily.
       They never stop
       They are not of my own.
       I know I should never listen to them
       But they are loud and terrifying.
       My poor heart can't take them.
       I wish for a moment of peace,
       A moment of rest
       But these voices in my head
       Will allow no such thing.
       I am stuck here as their prisoner
       There is no help
       No one can reach me
       No one can see me
       No one can find me.
       I close my eyes in hopes to find that peaceful, relaxing place
       But instead I am reminded of how you threw me away like a piece
       of unwelcome trash.
       people may never know my pain,
       they may never understand my anger
       So I get it why they tell me to just let it go
       let it be
       let it rest.
       Sometimes though I wish, maybe just maybe
       If they could walk in my place
       Hear the screams of these demons
       become a prisoner to their darkness
       and never know the reflections of the mirror
       then they would understand how I truly feel.
       But the voices in my head only laugh
       They tell me that its all a laughing joke.
       They say i am alone in this
       Nobody will ever care
       They say people will only pretend and make up lies
       They will look away
       Because i am a disgrace to them all.
       These voices fill my head
       With their lies and deceit
       They tell me things I dont want to hear but there is nothing I
       can do.
       I want to run, I want to hide, I want to make them stop
       End their laughter But no matter what they always tell me "you
       can run, you can hide, but we will always find you and bring you
       right back. You belong to us no. You can not fight what is real.
       You will not win this everlasting war. We own you, body and
       soul. You need to give up, just give in, let it be done. Let us
       consume what is left of you.The pain will never end, The only
       friend you have is us, We are all you got left. There is nothing
       you can do, you are weak, we are strong. We will be the ones
       taking care of you. All you need is us."
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