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Facing My Demons

Contributed by xMyxBleedingxHeartx on Sunday, 21st January 2007 @ 12:48:04 PM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse

A white padded room,
A straight jacket.
I must be crazy right?

Been here to long,
Listening to the voices,
That linger in my head.
The long forgotten demons of my past.
Now remembered.
I don’t want to remember.
I want it to go away.
For you to go away.

You stole my innocence.
The only thing I had left.
Now I’ll never get it back.
Thats why I’m here now,
Standing outside your door.

I’m going to face my demons.
Not let them haunt me anymore.

You finally open the door.
You look shocked for a moment,
But I can tell you don’t recognize me.
Its been along time,
10 years to be exact.
I can even give you the date, minute, and hour.

I smile sweetly at you,
And you invite me in.
Unknowing that you will die tonight.
I waist no time,
Place a dagger to your throat.
I smile sweetly again,
More sadistically this time.
And ask you if you remember me.
You frantically shake your head no.
And I precede to remind you,
By cutting off your hands!

You scream in agenizing pain.
I screamed too once.
But did you care?

Do you remember me now?
That frightened little girl from 10 years ago?
The one you took advantage of?

Regulation forms in your eyes,
and also something else.
The knowledge that you are going to die tonight,
Oh, but its only death if you call it by name.
I feel free for the first time in years.
I have faced the demons of my past,
And won.

Copyright Â© xMyxBleedingxHeartx ... [ 2007-01-21 12:48:04]
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Re: Facing My Demons (User Rating: 1 )
by Whisper on Friday, 26th January 2007 @ 11:13:15 AM AEST
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That is a powerful write.A release of words and feelings so needed to be set free. Bravo I hope the senses are at peace and its time to move on.

Whisper

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