They don't understand.
They never could. The
demons inside were the
only ones that were there
for me. Because with the
worthless human beings
around me, I always lose.

My demons whisper gentle
spells of chaos in my ear, I
am no evil. I would not listen
to them, but I would most
definitely hear.

I would try everything in
power to get someone to
help me. But they ignored
my cries of pain, mother
would just turn away from
me and think a certain 'he'

Slowly I allow my demons
to take complete control
of me. And ever so softly I
mutter “help me...”

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