Anxiety & Epilepsy

I’m a girl with a demon on her shoulder and two shadows.

The one leading tries to emulate me.It makes a perfect, circular, trip daily with the sun. Beginning and ending with its rise and fall. This one has only grown in size over the years. 

The one following is a morphing shape, willing to create all of the monsters sitting quietly in my brain. It simply ignites my imagination, but it never wants to play. It teases for the scream that never pierces my lips. this one has reinvented itself in the past couple of years. 

The demon on my shoulder whispers cautionary tails, only I don’t know which shadow to trust, because they both are very real. 

It’s just me, myself, and a quiet house with thoughts only to spare. 

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