My Demons

My Demons long poem

Photo by Eric Kilby


They said something was wrong with my mind
Treating my “disorder” like a disease, how could they have been so blind?
It was never that simple, the problem lurked deeper
Never mind the blood and tears, it lay within the body of a weeper
Deep inside a broken heart
Though only in part
Because of a broken soul
The dark one stole
Something reality can’t fix, there’s no cure
Especially not for one who is not pure
Do you believe there are two of me?
One is real, the other you couldn’t bear to see
One of sadness, one of anger
His fury turns me into a stranger
Sometimes we switch places
But not the faces
My depression
Turns into his aggression
He’s always there, never letting me be
Whispering in my ear why can’t he just let me be free?
I have to hold him down
So he doesn’t get up and destroy the town
He’s like a caged animal, ready to kill
Don’t let him out or he’ll male blood spill
We are two in the same
I try to live life, he just thinks it’s a game
Two sides of the same coin
May I rest in hell before I give in and join
I’m the light
While he likes to fight
I’m the angel, where as he’s
The demon

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