DEMONS

my demons came to pay me a visit today,
To ignore them , I tried ,
but they spoke anyway.
They had no good to speak of or teach,
Aware of the venom of their destructive speech.
words of evil they whispered to my ear,
Detaching my mind from the now and the here.
The talked of what I fear might someday show.
What I keep hidden, lest my peers should now.
What no one's allowed to hear or see,
Where no one's allowed other than me.
But lately , I seem to be increasingly aware,
That my restricted insecurities are always there.
You see, a voice in my mind told me today,
That my demons have never really ever gone away.

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