Demons
“Do it!”
They scream in my ear.
“No one will care.
Just do it now.
No one will see.”
So I do.
One there,
Two there.
I don’t care anymore.
They took over.
The kids will stare,
But won’t do anything.
I caved.
I fell into their trap.
Again.
They whisper Sweet Nothings in my ear,
As I make the cut.
They tell me they care,
As I open my skin.
Hopefully,
I can let them out,
And free myself.
I’m out of luck.
I sit in my room,
Unknowing.
How do I free myself?
I’m forever stuck
In their trap.
I can’t get out.
My demons took over.
Copyright © Destinee Tucker | Year Posted 2016
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