Inner Demons.

Inner Demons.

A Poem by Casey Nicolee
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Last night activities.

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I lay here confused. The ceiling tiles are moving and I am revolving once again.

My eyes open and close and then the demons encounter my mind.

My hands grasp the bed sheets as I scream for help, nothing comes out of my mouth.

As I refrain for so long, my body aches for repentance.

Want becomes more and more needy.

I long for that feeling to not feel at all.

As I jump; not aware of my decision.

A billion pieces of me disintegrates into the ocean. And as I sink, my pain is caressed by the water.

Gasping for air, I open my eyes like a light switch. I’m awake, Alive.

It was only a dream.

Sweat pours down my neck and darkness surrounds me once again.

I turn on the light .

Cuts have demolished my skin.

Again, I have let the demons win.

© 2014 Casey Nicolee


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Added on December 10, 2014
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Tags: suicide.