RefugeA Poem by KyleTrigger Warning: Self Harm.
At night, that's when the demons take control of my mind.
Alone, alone with my thoughts. They haunt me. No rest, no, not for me tonight. I must rid myself of these demons! In the bathroom, I find my trusted blade. My one true friend, my savior. Dropping to the floor, I bring the razor to my arm. A quick release and soon the demons will recede for the night. The blade slices through my skin. Soon I no longer focus on the emotional pain. Instead my thoughts focus on the river of red that begins to flow. Like water in a desert, a welcomed relief. The demons fade away, at least for now. They'll be back, and in the blade, I'll find refuge. © 2013 Kyle |
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Added on July 30, 2013 Last Updated on July 30, 2013 Tags: self harm, cutting, depression, depressed, self hate, poem, poetry, dark, darkness, triggering, trigger warning AuthorKyleHuntington, WVAboutKyle. 27. Ohio University C/O 2012. Married to my lovely wife, Carolyn. more..Writing
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