Justine Knolle

Little Black Monsters

When I am alone
my demons come out to play,
especially at night
they hide during the day.
They mess up my fragile mind,
making me feel empty, lonely, and confined.
They scribble on my beaten brains,
tie me down with heavy chains,
leaving me there to die.
I dont have the courage to cry
Thursday 26 April 2007


All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Justine Knolle.
Published on e-Stories.org on 04/26/2007.


The author


Comments of our readers (0)

Your opinion:

Our authors and e-Stories.org would like to hear your opinion! But you should comment the Poem/Story and not insult our authors personally!

Please choose

Previous title Next title

Does this Poem/Story violate the law or the e-Stories.org submission rules?
Please let us know!

Author: Changes could be made in our members-area!

More from category"Sorrow" (Poems)

Other works from Justine Knolle

Did you like it?
Please have a look at:

Overgang/Transition - Justine Knolle (Growing Up)
Apocalypse now - Heino Suess (Sorrow)
Love - Christina Dittwald (Emotions)