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On My Back

There is a devil on my back and I can't shake him off
 
There a dark secert that I contain in a box deep within my soul
Barbwire electric fence built up around my heart and soul
Keeping everyone out who wants to try to fix me
There is no cure for the monster who dwells upon my back
 
He bites and tears at my pride and sanity everyday
I'm like his personal high he just can't wait for his next hit
The more I bleed the happier he his with his dosage
Curled up in a ball knowing he will be back once his buzz crashes  
 
Covered from head to toe trying to hide the brands upon my skin
I don't want people to see that the devil owns me  
I don't want them to know that a monster owns my soul
Keeping my distance I try to keep calm as he approaches once more
 
Bound naked before him he takes his thirst out on me
Screwing and twisting my broken frame until I'm brainwashed  
Torturing my mind as he chants "Your Body and Soul are mine"
Ears ringing as those words echo deep within my brain
 
The devil stands behind me knife at my jugular vein  
Soild as Stone I try not to move a single muscule Am I even breathing
Pressing the blade harder against my neck I know that this is the end
Slitting my throat I fall to the ground and land with a thud
 
Bleeding and struggling to cling on to my life
The devil's laugh fills my ears and panic sets in
Fire consumes me as I try to stand but o fall to the ground  
My limp body he discards in a drainage ditch with out even a glance of remorse
 
What he does not know is that I am not dead
I live on because he did not cut deep enough to kill me
I drag myself up to the shoulder of the road praying someone will stop
Headlights come and headlights go and I feel my life lifting from me
 
Suddenly flashing lights aleart my eyes and someone it standing above
An officer yells into his walkie talkie and I see him fading away
My life is slipped away in the arms of that officer
Darkness and muteness swaddles me like a newborn babe
 
This is it I'm officially dead and there is nothing I can do about it
That devil on my back carried out his plans
Killing me and making me disappear with no chance of being found
No one's will ever know why I let that man kill me  
 
I had a devil on my back but I disposed myself from him
Written by Countrygirl96
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