-free from me

 
she smelt like gum and cigarettes
in the corner she sat
you feel the lost in her eyes
lost, but hardened
like that of a war veteran

the stare, an emptiness
which permeates the room
you can see the story
of the many no ones
unable to fill the void

when she talks
underlying whispers
cry out for the help
of the many no ones
unwilling to hear her plight

I could see it, so I asked
when did you decide
you wanted to die:
A better question would be
when did I ever want to live
she replied

I'm hollow inside
except for the imps and demons
I hear their cunting calls
Useless, Ugly,Stupid, Whore, Die
they never sleep

I'm confused and broken
one thing I know for sure is
unless I'm dead
I'll never be free

free from me...