Not Broken

I sit and think...my mind is parted and unsure. Inside of me is a demon! She destroy's all things simple. Misplacing me in this world as a true Miss.Undertood. But, who isn't? Everyone has demon a that replace the simple things in life. with destructive lessons on life. Hate in thought. Evil dwelling in MIND ! sin committing HANDS ! Tainted theories from the MOUTH ! Taunting trickery through my EARS ! Lustful unforgivness between the LEGS ! Twisted misconception of the FACE ! How do we beat the "dirt" inside of us?? Medications are prescribed for a brief getaway! Hiring professional friends to talk weekly , in hopes of maybe vaccuming some of the dust that settles within (sullen lolz) Shots of burning character followed by dumb smiles and relaxation, burning in its own delicate way! Becoming deprecated, on a high to destruction. ( Hahahaha..) Destruction at its best ! It wraps you in a cloak of invincibility, if only for a brief moment; your only friend around makes you feel alive ! More than you already are! Mr.Invincible finds you friends to gather and share. He's someone to talk to during your equal journys. Motivating each other through all downs , while up. No....this can't be evil. It makes me happy . This demon stops my demons. No more do I feel " in pieces". Torn by the trampling thoughts to bring pain. ( laughs...sighs....) !!TORN