My Demons Poem by Kierstyn Ouellette

My Demons



I lay there looking at a dark ceiling

Another sleepless night

I close my eyes

I see a bright light

I see everyone I love

Reaching down for me

I feel their tears dripping on me

I hear their cries

I look around me

All I see is darkness..

Wait.

No..there’s blood..everywhere

I feel sharp pains all over me

Like something tearing into my skin

I look closer

I now see razor like claws pulling me down

I also notice red eyes staring into my soul

I look back up

I can barely see the light

The cries faded to nothing

Now all I could hear were the dark, smooth voices of my demons

“Go to sleep… just fade away.. it’ll be okay”

Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: depression
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