And maybe this was her finally giving up,

giving into her demons,

letting them tear her apart,

as if her heart went through a shredder.

She tried for so long to fight them off,

but it wasn't worth it anymore.

She couldn't even remember what she was fighting for.

So she gave in.

She wouldn't call it peer pressure,

it wasn't like that at all.

It was completely internal, 

it was between her and her demons,

her shadows, everything negative was out to get her,

or that was how she felt.

She was hopeless, hanging on to her sanity with a loose grip.

What was the point?

So she let go.

To say she regretted it is a major understatement. 

C.V.

a/n: i just realized that a lot of my poem names are song titles lol oh well