Demon Catamenia

The demon showed up again

Like clockwork

A raging machine

A system of misery

The gears turn and I'm caught in them

They twist and mangle my body

I cry out in agony

And in rage

At what she does to me

But I'm just being overemotional

I'm simply overreacting

No one sees behind the curtain

So no one believes

I writhe in pain and clutch at my head

As the ugly she-demon

Graces me with her dark presence

Migraine bursts

Like painful fireworks

Inside my head

My vision blurs and darkens

Movement creates church bells

Which clang leadenly

Within my skull

She creates an amphitheatre

The smallest sound magnified

To unbearable volumes

Light pierces through my eyes

Like lightning bolts of torment

Yet still, I'm crazy

I'm just too sensitive

Waves of unbearable pain

Wash over me

Saturating my body

In uncomfortable murky wetness

I cringe away from it, disgusted

But the demon follows

She stays close to me when she visits

Clutches me around the waist

And squeezes with pressure like a vice

She pulls and twists at my insides

Ripping and shredding at me

With violent enthusiasm

Until blood pours

So much so that I think I might die

Death by exsanguination

Like an animal to slaughter

Strung up to be drained out completely

A shriveled little prune

Lying curled up on on the ground

Yet somehow I always survive

Left with a crippling stigma

Labelled crazy and unstable

Because of an invisible force

That others can't perceive

Catamenia visits

As she does so often

She is a beautiful woman

In a glittering gown of crimson

A bloodthirsty monster

She smiles evilly as she tortures me

And bleeds me out

And manipulates me

To a state of emotional instability

A state of blind rage

And bleak depression

Before leaving with an echo of laughter

Making me appear insane

Because no one else saw her