My Demons - Poem by jordan zachary
time to face my demons.
one by one they come.
standing for things i keep secert,
things i cant fogive myself for doing.
defeatedt hem all, they lay at my feet.
tell the last one stands, staring me down.
all my hate and anger, this one stands for.
anger towards me, hate for my parents.
he throws images towards me, cut like a knife
to the heart down a vein.
from my banishment from school.
to every evil word that past my lips.
dropp to my knees.
tears run down my cheek.
realised my whole life is a mistake.
so should i end my life?
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