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 muttered
“help me...”
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