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Live With Them

When we were young, we were taught that demons and monsters are only in our minds, they can't hurt us because they are just shadows.

We are told most things that live in the dark are all in our minds and are just our eyes being filled with fear, disforming realtiy.

I wish this was true.

The part about how demons live in our heads is true but they can hurt. They can make our arms and legs bleed with self-hate or make us stay awake some night remembering all of the things we have done right, how many we have hurt because of our demons.

Demons infect out minds, making our minds and body work different; our demons tell us what to do and make us hate ourselfves more they how a cat hates a mouse.

Some of us die just to stop the pain and kill our demons

If you were ever to think "They don't rule you!" live in our mind because you would be crush under the pressure and scream for it to stop.

The thing is, once you have demons, you can't kill them. You can only live with them or die with them.
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