dark thoughts

will they ever be aware of the scars in my chest that are hurting me to death life is so unfair I have to behold all of the darkness on my own nightmares turning real so as phobias and fears and a curse made of steel not letting to tear the dark demon in my heart is pushing a knife out of my chest with all its strength the mermaids and fairytales in my childhood are turning into Annabelle and horror mysteries one look into my heart and mind and I'll be declined feared and hated they will scream and I won't make it I don't want to fake it but I need to I have to and I will do till my day due