Screaming at the voices in my mind,
The images of the past.
The sound of the tenuous cries.
Demons within.

Life isn't fair, nothing is free, everything comes with a price.
The lies, the tears all wasted on what?
People who never loved me.
They created me into who I am today,
A monster without a care for the world.

I am who I am a monster with no feelings inside and demons within.