The Demon

She kept it hidden; her demon, her pain.

But they did could not see it, for it was hidden inside her; a secret.

It ate her; her bones, her body, her mind, her child-like soul;

It is all dead.

She tried to be rid of it.

“Go away! Get out! Leave me alone!” She’d scream until her throat grew sore.

But it demanded existence.  It needed her to survive.

She’d run, for miles and miles, running away from it.

But it never went away.

She looked in the mirror, trying to see the demon.

But she couldn’t, so she smashed to shards.

Out of anger, frustration, out of realization;

That she was her own