Hushing the Demons

You would never have thought that what I've done would

hush the demons,

but it really does,

the edges of a razor to pale skin would make a difference but it does,

hushes them,

keeps them inside and quite,

the voices seeps out of the box that is kept in my mind,

kept the words inside so that they drag me down instead of others with me,

trying to keep my demons calm so that's why I do it,

that's how I try to deal with them,

a soft edge that slides into my skin,

it's not fun,

it's not cute,

I try to control my demons but in order to shut them up is to self harm...

I am not okay but at least I don't feel anything...just numb...numb the pain


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