Demons

by emmahernndez

How could I possibly think that being myself was enough?

How could I even let him in? I want him out, out, out, out.

But he's damn fucking in, buried inside of me.

And I wonder...

Should I change because of him... or should I find someone else who loves me the way I am?

I always thought that one day someone would come and break you down so much that it becomes beautiful somehow.

But now... now's like I'm wrong being who I am and hate myself. All the time.