Emory Johnson

June 9, 1999
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Demons

Everyone sees me as someone sweet
But trust me its not what it seems
Because my demons are bigger than me
I wear a blanket of regrets on my sleeve
And hope that tomorrow I will forget
It becomes way too much for my chest
I dont want to use people as a crutch
Im too emotional
Too unstable
I appreciate you telling me that theres nothing to put up with
The thought of my existence being a burden really hits
I'm not the light you see throught dark times
My trauma sees self hatred in my forever teared up eyes
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