Demons Are A Girl's Best Friend

By Quietus

They claw their way into my mind
The deepest, darkest parts they find
They make themselves a tidy nest
Haunting me is their only quest

My memories are their own playground
They ride my trauma like a merry-go-round
Grasping my attention is their favorite thing
I take comfort in the chaos they bring

Every night, right on the dot
They start to consume my every thought
This disordered routine, I now enjoy
We've become each other's most favored toy

I wait for them as I close my eyes
From the depths of my conscious, they soon arise
As they begin their fun, I descend
Demons, after all, are a girl's best friend.

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Published on Sunday, August 18, 2019. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "Demons Are A Girl's Best Friend"

On Sunday, August 18, 2019, sadistic intent hex (210) wrote:

I can relate to what you say in this in so much depth. in every verse. well said and well played.