The crazy little girl

I see this little girl everytime I go to sleep,

She has crazy eyes,

Eyes to stare at me with,

She has demons repeatedly,

Ripping her heart out, 

But all she  does is smile,

She's messed up in the brain,

And these demons make her do the things she does,

She was as sweet as anyone could ever be,

But that was before they took over her body,

She never messes with me,

She's my angel / demon you see,

She's been there for me,

Even if nobody could see her,

Crazy how no one believed her,

The scars we shared together,

She no longer could tether,

The craziness went WAY beneath her

Ever since we were little,

She's always been there,

Never knew there was a problem,

With me having a friend there,

But she stands there with her axe and smiles,

And waits for the day someone walks up and frowns,

But when that happens she kills their soul,

Not regretting what she has just stole,

Just like the ones who sold her soul,

She stands there in the shadows heartless and cold,

                                                                            ~Essence Parsons