Rebecca Koch Poet Free verse

Demons

Demons...
That's what they told me.
"You have demons."
"How do you get rid of them?" I would politely ask.
"Oh haha. You don't. They are a part of you as you develop them." 
Oddly when I left I didn't feel sad or scared or anything like that.
For some reason I got excited. 
These little creatures spun from shadow and hate became my best friends. 
They taught me that the world is cruel and to not trust a soul. 
What I didn't understand, and would ask about frequently, was why? 
Why couldn't I trust anyone?
Silly me...
I was taught why. 
Whenever I would ask why, the demons would make another person 
       hurt me until finally everyone had gone away. 
"Demons! Why must you make people hurt me? I can't live with this any 
       longer!" I shouted.
Then the smallest and darkest of the demons came to me in the night and 
       gave me a way out. Simple, painless, easy. 
I went into my closet and retrieved the black box from the top shelf. 
I slowly pulled my savior out of his cage and brought him up to my face.
"Savior, free my from my pain!" I said with tears slipping silently down my 
       cheeks in a never ending waterfall.
And thus, he did. 
Now here I am quietly sitting in your mind waiting for the opportunity to 
        tell you about your savior and how he can end your pain.
At last.

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