chowtime

I don't want to

I shouldn't need to

I don't have to

I really shouldn't.

Numbers upon numbers upon numbers that insist

upon eachother. Adding up quickly and carrying mental

weight, a physical weight that I then carry around with me under sweatshirts and skirts

I have to do this, I have to lose it.

almost half every day,

tick tick tick, the numbers go by, they whiz by as the clock ticks,

down, down the drain it flows, wishing it was flushed but I'm not that brave.

I'm not afraid of it, I'm strengthened.

TheDemiDevil

MD

16 years old

Poetry

By TheDemiDevil

everything I cannot say to you

there's just so much I want to say, to pour out from me into you
but where to begin?
it begins home, at home, my head, the house, the lawn
the yard where I begin to understand how to be a human being

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Poetry

By TheDemiDevil

bite your tongue, and swallow

bite your tongue and swallow
count to ten, divisible by 2 on a good day and 5 on a bad day
9 chews too loud
8 rubs on each finger, 8 thumb to thumb and then every other finger. always an even number

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Fiction

By TheDemiDevil

the crow queen - reupload (edited, full)

the crow queen isn't a crow
she is born of crow
and shows the crows mercy
but isn't crow
she is somewhere between the lines of magic and human
a power bestowed upon her unrightfully.

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