Pain and Hate

By: Bethanie Powell

My Soul yells at me
I’m dying inside
wishing that I felt no pain
but It keeps coming
I take the pills
of pain and hate
to wish it all away
when the pills
wear off
I slit
my wrist
to see the blood run down my arm
I let people feed off my pain
blood sucking demons
wishing someone would come to my rescue
I see no one
but the demons
that used to be my friends
using my pain and hate
as a way to leave theirs behind