Demon With Blade Hands

Hello little girl He grins As he stands in the doorway Startled she curls away Please She begs Please Youve been but a memory for so long Why now Why do you breathe down my neck As soon as my defences fail He laughs manically Stepping closer To where she lies broken Because my dear You called She whimpers as she feels him Wrapping his blade like claws Tightly around her waist Yanking her closer with no grace She writhes in pain Screaming and fighting For him to stop this unbareable Seige His claws only dig deeper Into once scarred flesh Opening old wounds She tried so hard to forget Why is she this way Why does she need the thing She used to fear so much Now become her only way of showing worth How can something so sacred Become so evil? She used to fear traveling hands And unchecked gazes so much Now she wishes for them Because maybe that will make her feel Worthy Whole Not a wasted breath Thoughts wash over her mind He smiles as he sees her fray Is this his chance to stay? Thoughts of hurt and blood Thoughts of anger and fear Thoughts she thought will never reappear Yet here they are. Jeering at her broken frame Come on little girl Come on and get back The ditch isnt that bad. We are your demons You held us so dear For all those years you wished We never dissapeared Like a child's blanket you clung To us Your only release was silver Touching flesh.... She screams Hoping they will go away Die down with the feelings of hate He laughs again Now breathing down her neck Holding her Like a lover holds their other soul He pulls her closer She feels him hard against her back Is there a worth in fighting? Is there worth in trying? Is there worth in even breathing? Is there worth in her...