Poetry

Hauntings

“And the demons I carry with me,
they hide within my eyes.”

There’s darkness running through these veins. The marrow in my bones echo the screaming coming from my heart. And the demons I carry with me, they walk within my shadow. They hide within my eyes. They speak to me in whispers and remind me of my place. And when my lips quiver and tears sting against my eyes, they roar in triumph. But I am more resilient than them. These broken pieces are jagged and can fight back with the same venom. No matter how beaten down I am, I have more fight within me. I always have more fight left.

© Sarah Doughty

Until they’re all beaten
and silent forever,
I’ll never stop.

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7 thoughts on “Hauntings”

  1. “And the demons I carry with me,
    they hide within my eyes.” — to change the way you look at the world and yourself into something twisted. But there is always strength to straighten things out, and that’s one of the things I love most about your writing.

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