the demons don't come around much these days
ever since i figured out a way
to take back control
and keep them at bay
i was the perfect puppet
for many years
i made them so powerful
with entitlement and fears
we used to get messy
for huge chunks of time
now they think i'm lame
past my prime
the days are long now
filled with excruciating pain
but this is much better
than hooks in my brain
i do miss them so
oh yes how i mourn
their comforting lies
savory sweet to adorn
the demons don't come around these days
ever since the universe told me it was ok
to be at peace
with the mundane
forever my bane Holiness in the mundane