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I wrote this when I was 13

Demons

‘I’m so tired of the nightmares and your demons. I wish they would just leave me alone in my bed in the dark, where no one will hear me scream as the night engulfs me in its terrors. Just leave me alone.’

Never gonna happen. You can hide all you want, but you can’t run from yourself. The demons are yours. You’re the monster here — no one else. ‘It’s not me, it’s you!’ If it’s me, it’s you. We bleed the same blood. ‘You’re the only one who’s gonna bleed here.’

Is that a threat?*

‘You wish it was.’ You son of a —

‘Watch your tongue, or I might cut it off.’ If you hurt me, you hurt yourself. You know that as well as I do.

‘What you know is a lie!’

Oh my, aren’t you one to talk!

‘Oh, will you shut up!’

Are you gonna cry?

‘If I cry, it will be your tears.’

What are you, a philosopher? Oh wait, no — you just repeat what yourmommy told you.

‘Shut up!’

You were so annoying!

‘You know how I feel about my mother.’

Yeah, she sucks. Remember how you were born? Her lover went to prison, so she went and had a baby with his best friend!

‘I already know she sucks.’

Didn’t she raise you? If that’s what you call that. Remind me what she did for those nine years.

‘She slept on the goddamn couch!’

Bet you loved that!

‘You shut your mouth!’

Now what about your dad? What did he teach you?

‘Don’t you dare say a word about him, you son of a — ‘

Temper, temper, my friend. ‘We are not friends.’

Oh, aren’t we? You can never leave me. You are stuck with me forever, and I will always sit here and whisper in your ear all of those bad things.

‘And I will always be here to ignore you and laugh at your weakness.’

We will always be friends.

‘Even when I have your head on the floor.’ And when I lock you in the closet.

‘We’re such good friends.’

What would we do without each other?

‘I don’t know.’

The voices are lies

Then what’s the truth?*