They whisper in your ear.
Sometimes make you tremble with fear.
No point in tears.
They'll always be near.
Manipulation is their game.
Misery and hopelessness is their aim.
Fill your soul with regret and shame.
Bleed you dry and keep you insane.
What are their names?
I can feel them, hear them taunting.
Pulling, tugging, scratching at the corners of my mind.
Everyday is a battle.
The thought of my future daunting.
These demons I did indeed allow to play.
It's not all their fault.
That my life has come to a screeching hault.
I made me decision long ago.
I lost my voice, I forgot how to say no.
Maybe I'll look back on this one day and laugh.
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