Archive | June, 2015

On a dreary past & a bleak present

7 Jun

I am losing control over my demons and monsters
Violent, very violent
They escape the cages the minute I close my eyes
I travelled 2000 miles and still can’t escape
Persistent and rude
They sneak up on me
They are nothing but my repressed desires and hopes
His smiles, his 3 smiles turn into infants from hell squishing my eye balls till they pop like balloons filled with a rotten breath of a rapist with yellow hollow teeth
And I hid from them, cut my hair, changed my address, wore a different me and they found us
I have changed my bed’s position, changed rooms, houses, changed countries
And still those creepers crawl up on my back, on my face, inside my veins.. in silence.. No sound, nothing!
Pounding in the chest
And I am tempted, over and over again, to

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