My Demon Inside

I looked at myself in the mirror there was no reflection staring back but something wicked and pure evil
I knew then however I do not care about life or death my feelings are now non existent I'm numb
I have blood on my hands and ice in my veins
I have murdered in vain 
I won't ever forgive myself for what I have done
Instead I'm letting my demon consume me entirely 
For now I wander the earth a lost and heartbroken soul
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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April 25, 2017 at 10:09 AM
This is an emotional poem, even though it speaks of numbness. Don't stop writing! Welcome to PoetrySoup.
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