my mind

they yell at you

they call you names

they say you should kill yourself already

welcome to my mind

these are my demons

they say I'm a slut, a whore, and many more

I cut because they are here

they make me feel this way

once a person said "let me defeat yoru demons for you"

you don't understand

you cant defet them without killing me

so go ahead and kill me

it's what they want

they want me dead

they want me gone, out of this world

I lie here feeling worthless

thinking maybe I should surrender

they win

I'm dead


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