Quiet Inner Demon

Just another teen here trying to get through school. This is the place I write and try to destress. 🫤

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Quiet Inner Demon

Just another teen here trying to get through school. This is the place I write and try to destress. 🫤

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Memories That Could Have Been

Quiet Inner Demon

1 min read

Paper boats,

Floating down the street,

Gleeful grins and triumphant shouts,

Cheer on the victor.

The scent of lemons,

Wafting on the morning breeze,

The sound of coins clinking in a small box,

Brings a cold, sweet, sour treat to mind.

Tears,

Dropping slowly down a dirty face,

Leaving streaks in their path,

Quickly forgotten in laughter.

Summer,

Showing itself in bright flashes,

Ap...

Poetry

The Eventuality

Quiet Inner Demon

1 min read

The man stood, waiting. Just as he had for years.

At the start, there had been a voice screaming in his head, urging him to leave. It had argued that he had no real obligation to be here, that he was free to leave, that nobody would stop him.

Now, the voice had almost faded to a memory. It still haunted him sometimes, whispering that he could still leave.

It wasn’t that he truly ...

Invisible And Unwanted

Quiet Inner Demon

1 min read

I’ve always tried to be like you.

Even if you weren’t perfect,

You were my only goal.

I would reread your texts,

Looking for something,

That showed that you loved me.

I stood by your side,

When they were against you.

I helped turn the tide,

To gain their trust,

Now I see that they just,

Turned against the both of us.

While I was following your dreams,

I erased my own,

Now, sadly, i...

Poetry

Idk What The Title Should Be

Quiet Inner Demon

3 min read

They had been hiking with their class on a ‘field trip’ to the local middle-of-nowhere, and Ana had gotten a blister on her heel. Slowly, the brunette had dropped behind her friends.

Kenan had noticed. Of course he had. He always seemed to be there, laughing, joking, flirting. The boy had slowed his pace to match the girl’s, and they walked down the trail in almost complete silence, broken o...

Romance

Western

Highway

Quiet Inner Demon

2 min read

Livin' easy

Lovin' free

Season ticket on a one way ride

Askin' nothin'

Leave me be

Takin' everythin' in my stride

Josh let the music fill his head. He nodded his head to the beat, humming the iconic guitar lines. His hand moved automatically, relying mostly on muscle memory.

Don't need reason

Don't need rhyme

Ain't nothin' that I'd rather do

Goin' down

Party time

_My ...

stranger in the cafe

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2 min read

People-watching was always my favorite hobby. You could figure out so much just by looking at how people interacted or even walked down the street.

Like that girl on the sidewalk, for example. She was a stranger to town, that much was obvious. Where did she think she was? We got quite a few strangers in our small town, but they were all workers at the local oil field, not slender, pretty bru...

Romance

Silent Skates

Quiet Inner Demon

1 min read

Cold water feels warm,

The pond looks deeper,

Screams sound far away,

Everything is peaceful.

Light fades,

The dark invites,

Eyes close,

Everything is quiet.

I didn’t expect it,

The silence of the deep,

The peace in the water,

As my ice skates sank....

Poetry

“Mary”

Quiet Inner Demon

1 min read

My grandmother always told me,

“You’re such a sweet kid, Mary.

Keep being you, darling,

I wouldn’t change a thing.”

I love her, but

I would always smile and agree,

And just go back to read,

My books, my only friends,

Never wanting to reach the end.

my name isn’t Mary,

We didn’t even look alike,

Except that we were both little tykes.

Mary was loud, I was quiet,

But grandma never s...

Poetry

Drama

Dating

Quiet Inner Demon

1 min read

It seems so good,

Yet I’m not sure.

He seems so kind,

Yet I’m still scared.

He’s everything I’m looking for,

Yet I still step away.

I just don’t think I’m ready

Yet....

Poetry

Romance

I’m Not Crazy

Quiet Inner Demon

1 min read

Some nights I lay silently on the grass and listen to the trees argue. And honestly, they talk about the most interesting things. Some of it, I don’t understand, like fhrengs. What even are fhrengs?

I always think to myself that next time I’ll be able to approach them. Next time I’ll talk to them. Only it never happens. Every time I try to stand up and go over to the glen, their voices fade ...

Adventure

Fantasy