Stairway To Hell
So much rage
caught up in depression
now i have no one to turn too
i sit alone by my bed looking at the demon
He stands next to the closet
I wake up every night at 2 am
just before dead time
He makes sounds
i ignore them
He opens the closet door
And slams it shut
scarring me
One night he visits me in a dream
A dream where my family dies because i killed them
I wake up screaming
I would never hurt my family
Sometimes its hard to ignore the other world
They make you crazy and depressed
now you have to pay for the music that drug that demon to your home
All the metal music that killed you
The music that they said would save you
Ask your self are you alive now?
now that the demon got you?
I think of how it could be different
how if i listened to country my family would still be here
Demons are everywhere know that?
One is with you right now, watching you type your poems
Watching you read mine
What can they do you ask?
They can do much much more than what you expect
They crush your insides
Make your heart cold
They make you hurt
These demons are not to play with
A found out the hard way
now the pain wont stop
I cant make it go away
You will soon see what i have seen
Cling to god
Pray everynight before you close your eyes
Pray out loud every morning
Be thankful you havent seen your demon yet
All of us have one
they are all over the world
They will drag you to hell with them!
Copyright © Shayla Dendinger | Year Posted 2011
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