This dreary and restless October night
A faceless demon came into sight
I knew of him, for I’ve seen him before
The demon of fears, insecurities, and more
The darkness that follows and shadows so near
Changes its form, presenting a mirror
The mirror shows a girl, filled with much sorrow
the sadness that reigns and into tomorrow
the darkness returns and swallows me whole
Taking me back to the stories untold
A place where I was completely alone
I created this world all on my own
Family and friends all worry for me
But I tell them, “I’m fine. Now, please leave me be.”
I’ve cried and I’ve cursed, and then gone to bed
I can’t help but think I’m in over my head
Words have been engraved on my body to shame
Words like “ugly”, “fat”, “loser”, and “lame”
The demon returns night after night
He whisks me away and back out of sight
Taking me back to the stories untold
Then he goes once again, and I’m all alone
The others will sleep, remaining unstirred
The voices grow louder, but they remain unheard
The world I created of stories untold
May never be anything that people will know.
About the Creator
Kellie Gilman
Kellie has an active imagination and a creative mindset. She channels those qualities into her writing and loves to explore different genres. She loves to write fiction stories but often times she uses her friends and family as inspiration.
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